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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence,
      Underage, Rape/Non-Con
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Midoriya_Izuku/Todoroki_Shouto, Bakugou_Katsuki/Kirishima_Eijirou
  Character:
      Midoriya_Izuku, Todoroki_Shouto, Uraraka_Ochako, Bakugou_Katsuki, Hatsume
      Mei, Kaminari_Denki, Todoroki_Enji_|_Endeavor, Kirishima_Eijirou,
      Midoriya_Inko, Every_character
  Additional Tags:
      Eventual_Smut, Slow_Burn, trama, Drug_Use, Drinking, teen_drinking, Teen
      Angst, Alternate_Universe, AU, Horny_Teenagers, marijauna, Abuse, Abusive
      Relationships, Past_Abuse, abuse_mention, Implied/Referenced_Rape/Non-con
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-14 Completed: 2017-08-13 Chapters: 21/21 Words: 50176
****** Between You and Me ******
by EuphoriaWriter
Summary
     A non quirk au about life, high school and love. Shoto Todoroki is
     the new rich kid in a small town with a still strong going rebellious
     streak against his father. Izuku Midoryia is a sad local that starts
     a bad habit of spying on the new kid. Slow burn and eventual smut.
     *Not Beta'd*
Notes
     Hey I'm getting back into writing fanfiction on my account again, I
     wanted to write something homely to me so lets not kick it off with a
     fanfiction setting of teenagers in a small town being messed up. If
     you feel inclined to check out my tumblr you can do so here: https://
     euphoriawriter.tumblr.com/ <- I end up posting new content on there
     first and I would enjoy answering some questions on there as well.
***** Part 1 *****
Chapter Notes
     UPDATE- This is a playlist for the fic for new readers to read while
     going through this story: https://8tracks.com/euphoric_utopia/
     between-you-and-me
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Izuku Midoriya never thought of himself as a stalker, or to ever do anything
along those lines that would insinuate that he was one. By the gated residency
was one of the many winding forest paths that twisted through the semi small
town. Because it was a semi small town, the “gated community” they had only had
one gate and no walls, surrounded by only the mass of the woods and nature that
the town was gifted to have unlike other areas that has been left mostly barren
due to industrial situations. Izuku always took the long way home, which was
down through a winding path that rarely got used and twisted around the gated
community. It gave him time to think and kept him from being harassed by his
friendly neighborhood friend who always had a sadistic taste for harassing him.
It was a clouded over day when he picked up the first inkling of possibly
becoming a stalker.
He never paid any attention to the homes in the gated community, although a
couple of his classmates and his friend Tenya lived in the community, but he
never really visited that neighborhood except for when he was little and did
boy scouts, going door to door to sell popcorn or have meetings at other kid’s
homes. Izuku was not sure what it was at first, he was simply walking with his
overstuffed school bag and his worn in with love sneakers through the path’s
course around the gated community when a flash of light caught his attention.
It came from a window of one of the houses, this house was closer to the path,
the window giving a good view of where Izuku was if someone was to look.
That was when he caught a hand at the window, pulling what looked like string
lights up as if the person was lining the area around their window with them on
the inside. Something kept Izuku planted there, looking into a stranger’s
window a bit longer, which was all it took for him to catch a look at the
person inside. It was a teenage boy, probably no older than Izuku himself, but
he was caught up with staring at him. His face was so satisfying to look at and
it calmed him to watch this guy fiddle with something at the window’s sill, not
paying attention to Izuku six feet from his window looking at him. A loud noise
from within the house was what broke Izuku out of starring, making him startled
enough to duck behind the bramble bush and hide.
From his hiding spot he could hear the calm murmur of conversation from the
house before it quickly turned into arguing and Izuku suddenly felt like he was
intruding. Slowly he crawled out of view of the window and took off to his
house, his finger’s itching to start writing.
Journaling has been one of Izuku’s favorite thing’s, he had at least twenty
notebooks full of observations he had made since he could write. His notes
became the source of desire with his high school classmates considering how
well written they were and Izuku being one of the few token nerds of his own
senior class. Sprinting up the small apartment complex he lived in with his
mother, Izuku fished for his keys in his pockets, muttering to himself. He had
no idea why or what he wanted to record about the guy he had seen, but he knew
he would not be calmed until he had written a few solid paragraphs and side
notes on this boy. His mother was not home as usual, she always worked late for
the local cleaning service, being a staple member of her job and all.
Rushing to his room he snatched one of the journals from the stack he had and
flipped it open to a new clean page and went to town. But before he could write
anything he stopped. For once he was not sure about writing what had just
occurred down, the last time he felt conflicted about writing something down it
had been about a secret Ochaco had told him about a boy she liked. Also now
that he was alone and had time to think, he was contemplating the morality of
watching that person in their room. Quickly Izuku punched Ochaco’s number out
and waited for her to pick up.
“Hey Deku, what’s wrong?” she asked, her voice on the other line seemed a
little distant like she put him on speaker.
“Hey um, are you alone? I kinda wanna talk about something that happened…”
“Yeah I have the house to myself before I go to work, whats up?”
Taking a deep breath, Izuku started pacing as he reiterated him seeing that guy
in his room to Ochaco who listened patiently as Izuku got embarrassed and
stalled on mentioning the parts about staring at him.
“Ok, but you didn’t take photos or anything did you?” she asked once Izuku had
managed to tell her about the staring.
“N-no! I just looked at him, I mean, I don’t get why, I m-mean it’s rude and
intrusive to stare into someone’s window, but then there was a loud noise and I
hid and I heard arguing and I left. I’m not creepy or anything right?”
“Hmm, I wouldn’t say so, I mean if you didn’t take photos or stole this guy’s
underwear, plus you’re no stalker Deku,” she tittered the last pat at him
playfully, making Izuku let out a nervous chuckle.
“Soooo, what did he look like? Was he cute? He has to be attractive with your
tastes in people, I mean look at me and Katsuki,” she teased, lightly referring
to Izuku’s previous crushes he had on the two, Ochaco was his best friend and
Katsuki was another ordeal he did not want to touch with a fifty foot pole.
Getting flustered, he curled a lock of his messy hair in between the fingers of
his free hand while still holding his phone with the other. “W-well, his face
was really nice…”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, a little round, but pretty angular, I think his hair is dyed that half
and half way like how Mei’s hair was half pink and half black Freshman year.”
“Oh, god that did not look flattering on her at all, sorry that was rude, but
can I assume this guy pulls it off?”
“Yeah, it's red and white, and it compliments him very well… I think he’s our
age too, but I’m not sure, I would have seen someone like him around with his
hair like that.”
“Mm, yummy, I gotta go Deku, I wanna do a few things before my shift,” Ochaco
said, her voice closer to the speaker now.
“Alright, t-thanks for talking to me O’,” he replied with a wide smile, even
though she could not see it.
“No problem, ttyl!”
With a click of the line cutting off and Izuku pocketing his phone, he returned
to his journal and started to write about his day, mentioning the observation
of the guy he saw.
Chapter End Notes
     Hey thanks for reading, if you want to be updated when I post new
     content or want to suggest me possible future fics you can check out
     my tumblr here: https://euphoriawriter.tumblr.com/
***** Part 2 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Ochaco Uraraka worked from 4:30 to 8:15 pm at one of the last video rental
stores in the history of mankind. The main reason the store has not closed down
yet was because of it being a multimedia store as well, fixing and repairing
DvD players, game consoles and other things alike for a better price than other
places in town that can fix a broken DvD player for sixtyfive bucks when you
can spend only thirty here. The only issues is that it takes a little longer
sense that’s what a lot of customers come here for, so repair requests get
stacked. Ochaco was in the back with a slotted screwdriver, passing time at
work by assisting Mei with an apple box tv she was cleaning for a customer
whose kids spilled orange soda on it.
 
At the sound of the store bell going off, Ochaco ditched Mei to go back to
manning the counter, ready to answer questions and give the best customer
service she can give. The attitude she had built up to serve was quickly
switched out when she saw Katsuki Bakugo and his main squeeze Eijiro Kirishima
stalk up to the counter. Clearly life really loved her enough to have her ex
and his boyfriend show up where she works. Eijiro waved at he in a fiendly
manner and greeted her, being civil she greeted him back with a smile, mainly
because Eijiro was a cool guy and Ochaco was not that petty. Katsuki leaned
against the counter with a scowl on his face, not bothering to greet her as he
spoke.
 
“So I’m s'posed to invite you to a party Denki is throwin’,” he said looking at
the ceiling as if he was bored. Ochaco already was having a headache form
across her temple.
 
“Sorry are you inviting the ceiling or me?” she said, trying to sound like she
was teasing him, but it came out too passive aggressive. Katsuki snarled and
Eijiro stepped in quickly.
 
“It’s a big welcoming party Denki is throwing for the new guy on his street,
their parents are friends or some shit? Either way his parents are going out of
town for a while and I think he has a thing for this guy maybe? Doesn’t matter,
but spread the word out to the people we like, don’t invinte Tenya cause
there’s gonna be beer.”
 
“…So you’re passing on party invitation duties to me?” Ochaco raised a brow and
crossed her arms at Eijiro, “what do i get out of it?”
 
“God you get to fuckin’ come, dont be a bitch,” Katsuki said, staring at a
shelf of horror movies. Ochaco decided to ignore him, waiting for Eijiro to say
something back.
 
“Well, yeah, we’re setting up and getting supplies and you’re the best at
getting people to come so, please say yes?” Eijiro pleaded a little.
“Hmm, do you and Mineta still have the same dealer?”
“Uh, yeah? Why?”
 
Ochaco held up three fingers, “I want three buds from you then, and I will
collect, sound good?”
 
“Haha, yeah sure, you know you can always buy your ow-”
“No thanks, I don’t like dealers anyways, I’ll send out invites, when is it?”
“Tomorrow night, you have Friday’s off right?”
 
“Yep! Now if that’s all, I’m very busy right now,” Ochaco smiled at Eijiro who
laughed and gave her a thumbs up, being dragged by Katsuki out of the store.
Once Ocahco was sure the store was empty she went into the back and took out
her phone. Mei winned at her to hand her another screwdriver, to which Ochaco
did halhazourdously as she scrolled through facebook and made a list. Ochaco
did not consider herself popular, but she had a charm that people seemed to
gravitate to, which held more power than being popular in her opinion. She
organized and shifted through who was working on Fridays, cut them out, then
considered who would tell Tenya about the party while it was happening. The
issue with that was Denki and Tenya were basically neighbors so she did not
know what Denki was expecting trying to not invite the strict son of the head
of the town’s police department. After sorting out an ideal party list she sent
out the invitations, hesitating a second on inviting Izuku.
 
The people she invited would mesh well with him and his anxiety, her main
concern was Katsuki, but as long as Izuku stayed by her side for the party he
won’t mess with Izuku. She can’t let him out of her sight she decided as she
hit send to invite Izuku. When Ochaco’s break reminder buzzed on her phone she
ditched Mei saying she had her break now. Ochaco went out the back of the
store, which was well concealed by the woods. She took out the joint she had
concealed on her person and lit it to take a few hits before snuffing it and
saving the rest for later.
Chapter End Notes
     Hey thanks for reading, if you want to be updated when I post new
     content or want to suggest me possible future fics you can check out
     my tumblr here: https://euphoriawriter.tumblr.com/
***** Part 3: End of Parts *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Shoto Todoroki never thought of himself as an odd boy, nor even be able to
consider himself anything along the lines of being a boy, because that meant he
was a kid. That was something his father had engraved into him from a young
age, to not act like a kid, as well as other things, but those were a bother on
his mind. They had just moved to this town and that meant letting go of the old
and taking on the new. Already Shoto had a new acquaintance and his name new on
his contact list. Denki Kaminari, he held the personality of a future frat boy
in college, but he was friendly and his dad had suggested befriending him for
beneficial reasons. Of course by beneficial he meant for the company that he
was expected to take over, once high school was over and he finishes business
school with a masters.
There was no time for what he wanted, that’s how his father saw it, he loathed
the man for multiple reasons. One of which was a reason he covered every day
with makeup over his left eye, a scar that made him feel more and more
conflicted by as the days pass. After checking the coverage in the mirror, he
went into his room to his window sill. On there was one of his most treasured
things, a tiny succulent garden he had arranged and made into a rectangular
small dresser drawer. He even had it set up for drainage so that his succulents
would not get root rot and put a lining inside the drawer so the wood would not
get damaged. He enjoyed succulents for many reasons, they were simple to take
care of and they were his mother’s favorite. The tiny plants soothed him and
despite a lot of things about him and himself they were a treasure that soothed
him, he never got to keep any pets as a kid or even now so this was also the
closest living thing he can take care of. As he was checking on the tiny
succulent garden his phone buzzed in his hand, looking at it he sighed.
[Denki Kaminari]: hey dude ur still gonna come 2 ur welcoming party
[Denki Kaminari]: ull love it u can tell ur dad its a sleepover
[Denki Kaminari]: free booze!
Shoto raised an eyebrow at this before sighing, he was no stranger to teenage
parties, he had a handful to deal with in New York when his rebellious streak
was stronger than it is now. Technically he could still benefit from this
socially while he lived in this town and a part of him still strongly wanted to
do things that his father would heavily not approve.
[Me]: When is it?
[Denki Kaminari]: tomorrow night come over @ 5pm itll be great
[Me]: I will let you know if I can attend.
Taking a deep breath Shoto migrated out of his room and up the stairs to his
father’s office. His father was engrossed in some odd news article when Shoto
knocked on his open door lightly.
“Shoto, what is it?” his dad asked, not looking over his shoulder to look at
his son.
“I was invited to spend the night at Denki’s tomorrow, I was wondering if you
had anything planned for me so I would not inconvenience you,” Shoto replied,
his tone flat and held no character to it, neither too mean or too nice, just
flavorless and meant to not rise any arguments like he had done earlier that
day.
“Ah the Kaminari kid huh?” his father made a noise like he was sucking on his
teeth, as if going through a few things in his head first, “go ahead, I have
plans tomorrow night anyways.”
“Alright,” before Shoto left his father reminded him to run the dishwasher to
which he replied with a understanding noise.
Moving into the kitchen to start the washer Shoto texted Denki back.
[Me]: I can come over.
[Denki Kaminari]: gr8! See ya then!
Shoto sighed as the sound of the washing machine running filled the empty
silence and he went back to hide away in his room until dinner.
Chapter End Notes
     Hey thanks for reading, if you want to be updated when I post new
     content or want to suggest me possible future fics you can check out
     my tumblr here: https://euphoriawriter.tumblr.com/
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey guys, this is where the real "meat" of the story starts and man
     it took a while to properly get through because I have been replaying
     the scenes in this chapter over and over in my head like a movie.
     Warning there is going to be drug use, underaged drinking, mentions
     of sex, mention of abuse and yelling
See the end of the chapter for more notes
After school on Friday Ochaco dragged Izuku to her place for a little bit of
prep before she dragged him to the party. Izuku was slightly on his nerves and
Ochaco gave him a look when he sat on her bed, it was the look of, “do you need
anything?” that Ochaco was good at communicating to Izuku. He was about to
refuse when Ochaco took out a baggy of weed from her backpack.
“Ochaco why did you bring weed to school?” he asked concerned as she shuffled
through her clothe drawers to pluck a pipe and a black container that Izuku was
all too familiar with.
“I didn’t bring it, Eijiro did, I organized sending out invites to the right
people and I get the good stuff his dealer sells, want a hit? No wait, you need
a hit, this is the smoothest stuff.”
Izuku would not call himself a stoner, he could never get into doing it like
Ochaco or his other friends, especially since he got paranoid on getting the
smell around the apartment and he did not want to figure out his mother’s
opinions on marijuana. Ochaco and him started when Eijiro got into it Freshmen
year, smoking with friends was alright to Izuku, it made him feel less jittery
and more normal. It watered down his anxiety and everything felt a little bit
better.
Ochaco pulled out her pink bean bag chair in front of him and took the first
hit from her pipe. It was a newer one that she probably got Bakugo to buy her,
it was pretty colored glass with pink and white marbled with speckles of black.
It fit her, those were always Ochaco’s go to colors, soft with a hint of
boldness, a good way to sum up his best friend. After taking in a hit she blew
it into the black container with the small logo Izuku could never make out. It
was a smoke buddy, it filters the air you breathe into it and purifies it, it
is also supposed to prevent second hand smoke too and the smell doesn’t become
obvious.
Ochaco passed the smoke buddy, pipe and lighter to Izuku and looked away to
look at her phone, knowing it just makes Izuku more nervous to watch him light
up. They both took three hits before Ochaco called it good, didn’t want to get
too high before the party started. Izuku was really feeling the weed too well
and was stuck on his own personal cloud nine as he and Ochaco passed some time
in her room. Sometimes when they get high or if Ochaco gets bored and Izuku was
feeling less nervous they would makeout. Not insinuating any actual sex, it
would not be fair on both parts, but Izuku and Ochaco craved a little something
after spending most of their lives in the same town with the same people.
Growing up and getting hurt, used and cycled through the same people was a
harsh cycle and Izuku was just overly thankful to have Ochaco, she was his rock
through thick and thin.
After the comfortable makeout session, Ochaco giggled at him and sauntered over
to her closet to pick out something a bit cuter.
“You got some gloss on your lips Deku,” she teased him, pulling off her blazer
and changing into something more comfortable but still cute.
Izuku rubbed the lip gloss off and laughed, “you stupid lesbian, getting lip
gloss on me,” he said, grabbing his bag and retrieving his water bottle.
“I’m the best lesbian and the best hetero that you know,” Ochaco winked,
pulling on black leggings so that she was wearing some form of pants on her
legs.
“Bisexual, right, I keep forgetting that,” Izuku smiled, feeling oddly giddy.
“You always forget when you’re high Deku, you like have zero filter and no
memory when you’re high, it’s adorable.”
Once Ochaco was done pulling a pink cardigan she flowed over to her vanity to
fix her makeup, putting a new layer of gloss over her pouty lips. She mused
through her little jewelry boxes until she found the secret septum rings she
kept hidden from her parents, popping in a black ring and deciding she looked
cute enough.
“You a little sobered up there Deku?” she said, glancing at him through her
vanity to check on him.
Izuku nodded, “yeah, I’m chilled out, but not too zonked out like earlier.”
“Good! We’re walking to Denki’s house, don’t want to risk anything by driving
my car, especially because I told my parents I walked over to your place.”
“Smart, lets just hope your parents don’t try to contact my mom because she
thinks I’m spending the night here.”
“God I love that we’ve been friends since kindergarten, makes sleepovers
easier, if you wanted to screw the childhood best friend trope we wouldn’t be
able to get away with these things.”
From Ochaco’s house to Denki’s was shorter distance wise than from Izuku’s
house, they took one of the winding paths behind the gated community and showed
up through Denki’s backdoor. Hopefully most of everyone else Ochaco invited got
the brains to do the same, less likelihood of getting the cops called on a
bunch of drunk teenagers. Slipping into Denki’s home always felt like a
mansion, his house was the third largest in town after all and it was nice. His
parents also held a thing for having plenty of room for recreational use and
even had a bar in the basement for guests. Izuku had been to one of Denki’s
parties a few times, it’s always more secluded than one would think. The first
time Denki tried to throw a rager Tenya’s father a few houses down had all of
the partygoers disperse and Denki was grounded for a solid week. Being the only
son of two rich traveling businessmen gave more leeway when it came to
punishing the kid.
Izuku was glad he was not there at that specific party for multiple reasons,
one of which was because he would have a mental breakdown surrounded in a
crowded house of loud teenagers he did not know. Everyone who was already in
Denki’s house now Izuku knew on good first name basis, no one he did not know
and are more likely for him to approach or hang out with for the event. Denki
came and greeted the two as they got halfway into the living room, Ochaco
hugged Denki and Izuku gave him a fistbump, not all that interested in physical
touching with Denki after a few reoccurring flirtatious drunk scandals he has
tried to pull.
“Deku man, what up, thanks for coming man, missed seeing you, we gotta hang out
more and play those All Might games like old times,” Denki said to Izuku who
nodded and quickly agreed, feeling hyped up about the superhero series that was
a big inspirational light in his life.
“Oh shit yeah, before you guys get recreational, I want you to meet the new
guy, Shoto-” Denki turned around and called for someone and that was when
Izuku’s nerves started to come back. It was him, it was the guy he had peeped
at yesterday, and Denki was gesturing him over and grabbing him by the arm,
bringing this person close to familiarity range that you would have with
friends and the fact that he was a stranger rang through Izuku’s head.
“Guys this Shoto, he just moved in this week, Shoto this is Ochaco and Izuku,
we call him Deku though, it’s a fun nickname he’s had forever.”
Izuku can feel his heartbeat increase at the situation, he was trying hard to
hold himself together and then the guilt of watching this guy through his
window that one time made it worse. He opened his mouth and said something,
Izuku was not sure, but he shook Ochaco’s hand and then reached out to Izuku.
Izuku grabbed his hand and shook it, managing to smile at him before Ochaco was
pulling Izuku into the nearest bathroom.
“Dek-Izuku are you ok?” she said once she had seated him on the toilet and
closed the door, drawing her hand under his forehead.
“I-I-I-I…I’m having a panic attack, oh my god Ochaco that’s him,” Izuku said,
shaking and running his hands through hs hair.
“Yeah I figured, he’s hot and fits that description-”
“What if he knows what I did? Oh god I feel so bad about it right now Ochaco,
I’m so pathetic right now,” Izuku said as quietly as he could.
Ocahco sighed and rubbed Izuku’s back soothingly,” it is fine Deku, look, we’re
hormonal teenagers and we stare at people through their windows when their hot,
I do it too, it is alright, and you are not pathetic.”
“B-But Ka-”
“Katsuki is a fucking piece of shit, you should never let what that abusive
asshole said to you get you down ok?”
Izuku swallowed hard and nodded, letting Ochaco rub his back for a long moment
before he sat up straighter and asked her if she could get him a glass of water
and if he could take another hit before joining the party again. Ochaco agreed
wholeheartedly, leaving Izuku with her stuff to let him take a hit while she
went and got him a glass of water. Izuku took at least two and a half hits
before Ochaco came back and dispersed the smoke through the purifier. She
handed him bottled water and he thanked her, drinking some before heading back
into the party.
Once they came back Denki announced they were going to play a game in the
basement, to which a bunch of sarcastic remarks came with. Ochaco and Isuku
made their way to the basement and along the way Mina joined them, starting
conversation with the two.
“Hey Deku, hey Ochaco, do you know when their gonna crack open the vodka?” she
asked casually, to which Ocahco shrugged.
“I’m not sure, we’ll probably have to wait for Katsuki or Eijiro make a stink
about it or if Denki is feeling frisky tonight, you could always ask you know,”
Ochaco replied.
“Yeah, but I feel rude when I insinuate getting alcohol at parties like these,
it’s not like that college out north where they basically peer pressure you
into drinking.”
“Ugh yeah, let’s just hope no one here gets too drunk to be pressuring anything
out of anyone, I hate it when we have to kick someone out for getting to
drunk.”
Conversation flower and passed smoothly until a good amount of people were in
the spacious recreational spot in the basement. Before Denki could announce
what we were going to play Katsuki piped up in his normal abrasive and loud
tone.
“If this ain’t a fuckin’ drinking game I’m gonna cut your dick off Denk-shit,”
as Katsuki loudly announced this he flopped onto a bright orange basketball
bean bag and Eijiro promptly plopped on his lap, causing a small ruckus of it’s
own. Izuku settled with Mina and Ochaco in the loveseat that he remembered
getting stoned in on many good occasions.
“Haha, of course it’s a drinking game yo! I figured we could do something fun,
break the ice with my new bud Shoto here and play Truth, Dare or Drink and when
we get bored we can do something else or get high, I don’t care either way,”
Denki announced as Minoru showed up and plopped down on the couch next to the
loveseat.
“Rules?” Shoto asked Denki as the yellow haired disaster disappeared behind his
parent’s bar to grab a bottle of vodka and Mina giggled with excitement when
she saw it.
“You do a truth, a dare or a drink, if you refuse your dare or a truth you take
two shots, so initially we try to come up the crazy shit until we get drunk,”
Eijiro explained as Denki rejoined on the couch next to Shoto and Minoru,
taking out a remote from his pocket to turn on the stereo.
“Ok since I’m the host I’ll start,” Denki declared before looking over at
Minoru,” Minoru, truth, dare or drink?”
“Give me a good dare,” the small impish boy said with a grin.
Izuku could feel dreaded shivers run down Ochaco and Mina, seeing as they were
the only girls here and with Minoru’s reputation…
“I dare you to lick Mina’s panties!”
Izuku shot Denki a weird look and looked over at Shoto’s reaction, noticing
that this guy was pretty stone faced in his facial expressions really quickly
seeing as he just tilted his head and said, “that doesn’t sound consensual.”
Before anyone else could peep up, Minoru was headed towards Mina, who
reflexively punched him in the stomach and told him to just drink or else. The
fury in Mina’s composure was one of,“if you do not do as I say you will be dead
tonight.” Minoru, seeing as he was crumpled on the floor gladly accepted the
bottle of vodka and took two shots from a glass shaped like a lemon and
promptly asked to pass his turn. Mina took his turn next and asked Ochaco
truth, drink or dare.
“Hmmm, I’ll take a dare!” she chirped, making the atmosphere a lot calmer now
with her voice.
“Alright alright, I dare you to…” Mina’s eyes drifted over everyone in the room
before they landed on Denki, “I dare you have Denki wear your bra and sit in
his lap for the next five turns.”
At this Ochaco grinned and Denki paled a little bit, Ocahco was already undoing
her bra under her shirt and grined, “easy, c’mere Denki, I’ll show you how to
wear one of these correctly.”
There was laughter as Denki took off his shirt and Ochaco adjusted her pink
frilly bra over him the right way and then firmly sat in his lap. “This seems
like a win to me, I get to sit in a pretty blonde lady’s lap, and she’s wearing
a cute bra too!” Ochaco was grinning as Eijiro and Katsuki were laughing, Shoto
was grinning slightly. Izuku became almost enamoured by the boy’s expressions,
he was stoic, but if he observed him closely he could see his expressions
through body language. Izuku tore his eyes away before anyone noticed he was
staring.
“Ok, so since it’s my turn… Shoto, truth, dare or drink?” Ochaco asked him in
that friendly manner that warmed the hearts of puppies.
“I think I would rather drink,” he said carefully before Eijiro butted in.
“Aww c’mon man, I wanna learn something about you mister new guy!”
Mina and the revived Minoru agreed, encouraging Shoto to change his mind.
Shoto’s lips twitched slightly and he sighed before giving in.
“Alright then, how about a dare?” he complied.
Ochaco’s sweet smile terra transformed into the grin of a devil and everyone
could tell that choosing dare was a mistake.
“Hmmm, let’s see, I wanna up the ante here on the dares, I mean I had a good
truth to give you, but now that you have given me this power…” Ochaco’s eyes
locked onto Izuku’ and he knew she was going to dare this poor newcomer
something Izuku might not like as well.
“I dare you to go straddle my good friend Deku over there and makeout with him
for a good minute,” she giggled viciously and Izuku’s heartbeat picked up again
in nervousness.
“And for the sake of you willing to drink, if you refuse this you have to two
more dares of my choosing, and let me tell you, you do not want that.”
Izuku could not bring himself to look at Shoto’s face, but he heard him talking
to him so he pretended to face him, keeping his eyes at Shoto’s hair.
“I’m sorry what?” Izuku asked, swallowing down his anxiety.
“If it’s ok with you I wouldn’t mind doing the dare.”
Oh.
Oh.
Izuku found himself nodding, “yeah sure it’s cool with me, I-I don’t mind.”
That’s how Izuku found himself being straddled by the tall handsome vision that
was Shoto Todoroki, even with him straddling his lap he was still taller than
him, and observation Izuku could not help making. Because of this Izuku’s head
tilted up and looked at Shoto and got an eyeful of how pretty and
monochromatic this boy’s eye’s were. They stared into him like a frozen lake
and then they softened and he saw Shoto’s lips twitch slightly before he felt
them up on his own mouth. Shoto’s mouth was warm and chapped, but Izuku did not
mind, nor did he mind or hear much when the group he was playing the game with
were making loud noises at them.
The first press was firm and Shoto pulled back and then came back at him,
nipping at Izuku’s lips and he opened his mouth to play back, biting at Shoto’s
bottom lip before they were clashing. Shoto dominated over Izuku’s mouth in the
way that felt too nice and a little too surreal, not overbearing or teasing,
but firm, hot and leaving cold traces when hi retreated back only to get
followed as Izuku tasted the inside of Shoto’s mouth thoroughly, he probably
did something right because it caused a shudder to go through Shoto, her could
feel it from his legs. When they parted finally Izuku did not realize he had
grabbed a handful of Shoto’s shirt and profusely apologized, smoothing his
shirt out, this caused Shoto to laugh at him, which only made Izuku a bit more
flustered.
“Ok ok you two, get a room,” Mina said shoving Shoto lightly after he removed
himself from Izuku’s lap and sat back down over at the couch.
The game went on for a while, a little more risque and stupid dares were tossed
around as well as the bottle. At some point Katsuki got irritated and grabbed
himself his own bottle and drank. For once Izuku was in a nice setting with
Katsuki in the same room as him, or at least he thought so until it was
Katsuki’s turn and his face was looking a few shades redder than normal.
“Deku,” he snarled and pointed a finger at Izuku, who suddenly felt a flash of
fear and anxiety come in as long as the other party goers that were hanging out
and doing their own thing upstairs.
“Y-yes?”
“Truth, dare or drink?”
Izuku swallowed thickly, the right answer here was to not go for dare, that was
the right answer, clearly. Izuku could see it in the way Katsuki’s dark rust
colored eyes, but it also felt off. He felt like he was placed in a certain
time that he wanted to escape from right now. Truth, pick truth, dare is too
risky, we’re playing truth or dare right?
“T-truth,” Izuku managed to say, his leg was bouncing in place and he was
chewing on his bottom lip, waiting. Waiting hurt, what was taking Katsuki so
long with his question?
“Hah! Listen up shitnerds, I god a good set of truths for you Deku,” he said
maliciously.
“H-hey isn’t supposed to be one truth?” Ochaco piped up.
“You could say the same thing about your retarded dares, don’t worry it won’t
take long,” he shot Ocahco a glare and then moved his piercing gaze back to
Izuku.
“Alright shitty Deku, where did you go on our last anniversary?”
Izuku froze. Her knew it, he knew Katsuki couldn’t be mature about anything
that is happening. He was probably drunk and when Katsuki drank it was scary…
“K-Katsuki, u-um I don’t think t-that’s necessa-”
“Answer the QUESTION.”
Izuku reflexively flinched and Eijiro tried to get Katsuki to calm down a bit,
but he was ignoring Eijiro.
“I-I’ll just take the shots…”
“What’re you being a pussy for Deku? There anin’ anything wrong with my
question is there? Or are you that much of a patheti-”
“I was at Ochaco’s! I was a-at Ochaco’s place, y-you know this Katsuki…”
Izuku saw almost everyone shift uncomfortably, especially Ochaco.
“Why were ya at Ochaco’s then Deku?” Katsuki continued.
Ochaco moved like she was going to say something, but Izuku gave her a look to
not try to touch what was happening right now.
“W-we were h-having a sleepover, we’re childhood friends a-and our parents know
we’re not like that…”
“Then what were you two actually DOIN’ DEKU?” Katsuki half yelled at Izuku and
his eyes began to water more than he anticipated.
“Katsuki you are REALLY out of hand, he doesn’t have to play your sick sadistic
games with you, you abusive fuck,” Ochaco spat at him and Katsuki flipped her
off.
“Fess up Deku, I wanna hear you say it!” Eijiro was holding onto Katsuki like a
vice right now and most of the people in the room were edging away, but
watching… They were just watching, the only people who stayed in the same area
with Izuku was Denki, Shoto and Ochaco.
“W-we were…k…” Izuku trailed off, he was crying now and shaking like a leaf,
wanting to stand his ground on this one.
“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!”
“W-we fucked.”
There was a silence in the room, Izuku felt all of the judgement on him, all of
the people who probably thought he was a decent person. They probably thought
he was the worst, all because of this. Because Izuku doesn’t know how to love
someone correctly, because he can’t do things right, because everyone knows
that Izuku is just going to die after he graduates high school and no one is
going to care about him after that, not even Ochaco.
“There you FUCKING go! Shitty fucking De-”
“Can you STOP?!” Ochaco yelled at him, getting in front of deku and looking
down at Katsuki who was angrily stirring in his bean bag chair.
“Oh what does the WHORE have to say?”
“YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE KATSUKI BAKUGO, YOU KNOW THAT WAS A WEEK AFTER DEKU BROKE UP
WITH YOU AND YOU CAN’T STAND IT BECAUSE YOU’RE A CONTROL FREAK, DON’T YOU DARE
TRY TO PIN THINGS ON IZUKU.”
“NORMAL PEOPLE DONT FUCK THEIR BEST FRIENDS A WEEK AFTER THEY BREAK UP.”
Izuku was getting ready to either curl up into a ball or run out of the room.
He could not necessarily run out while everyone was staring at him and judging
him. The judgement was so palpable, it was like he could feel it invading his
psyche and fucking him from the inside out.
“SORRY IZUKU CAN’T BE PERFECT LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE IN YOUR LIFE, HE’S A HUMAN
BEING WHO JUST WANTED TO FEEL SOME FUCKING LOVE-”
Izuku felt himself being yanked from where he was waiting to die on the
loveseat and felt himself being dragged away. He heard Katsuki yelling, his
voice was distant and Izuku saw himself going up the stairs and being dragged
out the back. Right as the air touched his skin he snapped out of it enough to
realize Shoto had grabbed his arm and was running down into the woods off the
trail too and that was when Izuku made him stop before they got lost. He was
breathing deeply and was fisting his hair in his hands, trying to calm down.
It took Izuku a good long moment, longer than in the bathroom earlier to calm
down naturally. His nerves were still on fire, but he can breath and stop
choking on his own tongue at this point and that was as good as it will get at
this point. Realizing how Shoto had literally saved him from probably dying he
profusely thanked him.
“It’s…” Shoto trailed off and looked at Izuku who was avoiding his eyes and
Shoto sighs.
“Just between you and me, my mom goes through something similar,” Shoto finally
manages to say, looking at his shoes. Izuku finally looked at him and rubbed at
his temples.
“O-oh.”
“And if you kept being in that situation… I didn’t want to see you get more
messed up from that, especially because that guy in there was being ridiculous
and loud…like a child.”
There was something in the way Shoto said the last part that felt off, it felt
funny. It was a joke, he was joking, his tone of voice wavered enough for Izuku
to tell and then he was laughing. Loudly and almost borderline obnoxiously, he
laughed until her teared up again, which seemed to shake most of his nerves
away.
“S-sorry, it’s a bit hard to tell if you’re joking or not,” Izuku chuckled and
Shoto’s lips twitched into a small smile.
“I know, not many people can catch my humor, I’m glad you did though.”
Izuku laughed and and looked up, “man you m-must think I’m lame or something,
you makeout with a guy one m-minute, t-the next he’s h-having a breakdown from
a ex.”
Shoto shook his head at him, “actually not at all, I actually find you
interesting,” as he said this they walked back to find the the trail and then
Ochaco who was running to Izuk hugging him ferociously and apologizing
profusely. She looked like she had been crying, the way her eyes were red and a
bit puffy and wet. Then she looked at Shoto and hugged him. She was thanking
him for taking Izuku out of that situation and Shoto just stoically nodded and
replied that it was not problem.
“C-can we go?” Izuku asked Ochaco who did not hesitate to agree followed up
with a, “we’re spending the night at Tenya’s,” when she said this Izuku
brightened up a bit, he hasn’t see his other best friend in such a long time
due to his college exam studies.
“Thank you Shoto, I’ll see you around.”
Shoto just nodded in agreement as Ochaco wrapped an arm around Izuku and
directed him to cutting through a neighbor’s yard to get to Tenya’s house,
yelling a goodbye to Shoto.
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***** Chapter 2 *****
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It is funny how you don’t see someone even when both parties wanted to see each
other. It is either a case of too little time or not enough courage, Izuku
found this out quickly when he picked up on the habit of  stopping on that same
path to look in Shoto’s window. From this distance it was fine, he did not want
to embarrass the new kid by being too forward with friendship. Even when little
did he know that Shoto wanted to see him too. The weekend after the party
rolled by seamlessly and Tenya’s college exam studies were almost done, but the
poor boy was under immense pressure from his family to succeed.
The Iida family, while being well known for being the head of the police force
in town, had a funny thing for being academically strong. They always aimed for
the best and after Tensei Iida, Tenya’s older brother, was killed investigating
a murder case in the city Tenya had this odd will to want to succeed for his
brother. Or at least that was what Izuku perceived it as with his prime
observation skills.
Tenya was Izuku’s other best friend and also his cleanest friend he had in this
town, which was not because of his parents, he just does not believe in
drinking before the age of twenty one for himself and drugs do not entice him
either. It took a while for Tenya to be somewhat settled by Ochaco’s habit of
smoking weed, he was no tattle tale, but after a week of going in a roundabout
argument, Tenya finally  just gave up. A part of him probably is still not okay
with his best friends smoking weed or partaking in underage drinking, hence why
he threatened both her and Izuku that he would never forgive them if they got
hurt from doing these things.
And so that was Izuku’s main friend group, just two close best friends, he was
not as social as Ochaco or courageous enough as Tenya, which is why he still
would look into Shoto’s window instead of talking to him.

As such, Shoto was transferred into Izuku’s high school accordingly, he did not
have any classes with him, but he knew this because it was not that hard to
spot him. Within a good week Shoto was in with the group of the more popular
people, which included Denki so it was no surprise. The only thing that seemed
to heavily amuse Ochaco about Shoto was how most of the girls in the school
wanted their hands on him and it was obvious too. Yu, an incredible specimen
among females, along with a few other choice popular girls would make it a
point to always surround Shoto to talk to him and insist on having him do
things with them after school.
Already Izuku could feel like he was not worth Shoto’s time, he would probably
end up bothering the guy anyways, so Izuku just stuck to who and what he knew.
Journaling, Ochaco and Tenya. That being said school was not that great after
the party, or rather the people who were at the party that had witnessed
Katsuki’s slut shaming event against Izuku and Ochaco. It did not bother Izuku
until Ochaco huffed and sat with him at lunch grinding her teeth.

“Why are people so mean?,” she gritted at him shaking her head, “I just got
called a white trash whore, not even at me, I heard a bunch of people talking,
god I wish people would chill.

Izuku treated her to milkshakes after school that day, but he was upset that
people were thinking badly about his best friend, especially when this was his
own fault. The guilt just welled up in hi like it always did until he drowned
in it and finally broke down into tears and blubbering to Ochaco at 2 am in the
morning with a tub of strawberry ice cream. Ochaco would always have to remind
him that this was just high school and it won’t matter when they have graduated
anyways. It was still only just the fall semester, the leaves had barely begun
to change color and this would be the last year they had to be called children.

It was when Denki shot him a text to light up that raised a red flag in Izuku’s
mind. Denki never texted Izuku to hang out that often, unless it was to smoke
and play old video games, but Denki has not talked to him since his party. So
to Izuku he thought Denki probably didn’t want any drama stirred up with him,
maybe. He decided to ask Denki if Katsuki would be there and when he got
confirmed that Katsuki would not be there did Izuku agree to go hangout and get
high with Denki after school.
It would be rare for Izuku to do these activities with most people outside of
Ochaco or Tenya, but they were his best friends, he did have some friends apart
from them, he just did not spend as much time with them than he did with those
two. His and Denki’s friendship was pretty simple, they bonded over two things,
weed and All Might. Back when it was in it’s prime, All Might was a incredulous
superhero tv show for kids and All Might was played by Toshinori Yagi, an
incredible human being who was genuinely well known to be one of the most
congenial actors of his time. All Might was such a big hit that they made a
huge spin off game series that was slightly hard to find now a days. That being
said, everything about the show, to the games and even Toshinori himself had
inspired Izuku to this very day, it was what had shaped him into wanting to be
a good person, but that also seemed to be harder and harder to achieve
everyday.
When Izuku showed up at Denki’s he was surprised that Shoto was there too. They
were sitting with their back against the couch in the living room upstairs
holding Denki’s infamous pokemon themed bong. 

“Hey you met Shoto right?” Denki said and Izuku nodded.

“Y-yeah we sure did.”

We made out on your couch in front of you Denki, how could you forget?
“Nice, well I found out that Shoto here is a total geek for All Might shit, but
hasn’t played the games?” Denki plopped down next to Shoto on the ground,
looking at Shoto to elaborate a little more.

“I was not allowed to play video games as a kid until I was fourteen,” Shoto
explained, handing the bong and lighter to Denki, who gladly took it and
started lighting up. Izuku sat on the other side of Denki on the floor, “that’s
a little odd.”

“It’s called having strict parents,” Denki coughed, handing Izuku the bong and
the lighter, smoke curling around the room. Denki had closed the doors and
windows to the living room, he always liked doing this, trying to hotbox in
rooms. Izuku laughed and nodded before he clumsily tried to remember how to
handle bongs sense it has been a while since he used one.
“Ametuer,” Denki teased, taking the bong from Izuku and handing it over to
Shoto as Izuku coughed a little too violently for his own liking.

“I’m gonna set up the old console,” Denki declared, crawling over to the tv to
mess with the wires. At that Shoto scooted over to pass the bong to Izuku
better and as he took it, Izuku could not help but stare at how the smoke
curled out from his lips as Shoto let it simply drift out of his mouth before
slowly blowing it out. Izuku felt something twitch inside of him and he wanted
to ignore it, so he decided to try to. As he lit up Shoto shot up a small
conversation with Denki who had his ass up in the air and was replying loudly.

“I mean I like All Might and all, but Endeavor is my favorite,” Denki
proclaimed as Izuku handed the bong back to Shoto, blowing out smoke.

“Are you kidding me, Endeavor was mean,” Izuku said, feeling his nerves melt
away, “All Might was the best, he may be a cheesy or basic character to love,
but he was such a cool hero, especially with his Delta Smash and how he always
did everything with a smile, god he’s so cool.”

After Izuku went on a rant, Shoto had passed the bong back to him and started
throwing in his own coin of conversation.

“I have to agree with Izuku, everything that had to do with his character was
iconic and great for it’s time, although I prefer his side kick he had in the
comics.”

At that Izuku had a mini fanboy freakout as he quickly blew the smoke out from
his mouth and stared at Shoto, “y-you mean Deku?!”

Denki pulled back from behind the tv and gave a weird look at Izuku and Shoto,”
Wait, Deku, isn’t Deku your nickname dude?”
Izuku nodded, “yeah, it’s a long story.”

Shoto chuckled and gestured for Izuku to pass the bong back to him, “I had a
theory that you had to like All Might to have a nickname like that.”

Izuku blushed profusely at that, “w-well yeah,” the twitch came back again, but
stronger and it started to fester in the ways Izuku did not want right now.

Denki came back successfully and handed the controller to Shoto, sitting on the
other side of Shoto now that he had stole his spot next to Izuku. The room was
filled with smoke now and it was pretty heavy for the most part. Izuku felt
warm and giddy like he almost always did when he was high. Izuku was helping
Shoto play through the hard stages in the game while Denki made witty
commentary and stupid stoner jokes that were all too appropriate right now. At
some point Izuku did not even realize that he was the only one talking to Shoto
until he saw that Denki had passed out on the ground snoozing away. Izuku’s
nerves were far too gone to care about being alone with Shoto, they got along
well enough right now anyways. Not wanting to come down anytime soon, Izuku
grabbed the bong from where they retired it. His movements with dizzy and hazed
as he moved to simply put his lips over the hole, but something in him made his
almost deepthroat Denki’s bong. 

He was not sure if he lost balance or was that high, but he pulled off of it
and laughed, Shoto was cackling up next to him and when he looked over he saw
that Shoto was looking at him.

“You ok there Izuku?” he asked and for some reason his voice sounded  deep to
Izuku, so deep that he wanted to drown.

“I’m perfect,” Izuku grinned at him before taking a hit.

“Hmm, want to go raid Denki’s fridge?” Shoto suggested when Denki started to
snore loudly on the ground.

“Yeah, that sounds ideal right now,” Izuku agreed, slowly feeling like he was
floating when he stood up.

The two were kind of walking off key to how they usually would, but could not
tell as they were both too high to care or notice. Once they had found
themselves on the tile flooring inside the Kaminari’s kitchen, Deku shuffled
through one of their cabinets he was all too familiar with. The usual rule to
being Denki’s friend was feel free to eat or drink whatever you wanted,
especially when high. Izuku wondered what that kind of feeling felt like, being
able to let guests and friends do as they wished in your home without a care
because you could afford to let them do as they pleased. Jumping up onto the
counter to get a better reach, Izuku grabbed the jar of peanut butter from the
shelf and a pack of saltines, ripping the plastic cover off of the crackers to
dip them in the peanut butter and crunch on them happily. Looking over at
Shoto, Izuku got a nice view of Shoto’s ass as he bent down looking through the
freezer. His ass looked nice in skinny jeans, even if that was such a late
2000’s emo style, they complimented his lower body nicely.

Izuku’s eyes tore away when Shoto closed the freezer door, ripping off the
plastic of a firecracker and happily ate the popsicle, leaning on the counter
adjacent to Izuku. It felt a bit odd at first, but then Izuku had found a
common ground topic to spur out.

“How did you meet Denki again?” he asked, nibbling on a cracker.

“I never said how I did,” Shoto replied, shifting ever so slightly, “my father
is friends, with his parents so we became acquainted right after I moved in.”

“Huh, I would not of thought Denki’s parents have many friends since they
travel a lot… Or maybe they have a lot of friends because they travel a lot,
huh.”
“So how do you know him then?” 

Izuku sealed off the peanut butter, finding the crackers better by themselves,
“when he first moved here he would wear these cool All Might shirts, we were
kids, probably in the fifth grade when he saw my All Might lunch box and
proclaimed we had to be friends, although… I’m pretty sure he was just lonely.”
Shoto tilted his head at this, furrowing his brows,” what makes you say that?”

Shrugging, Izuku wiped crumbs off of his shirt,” not many kids were friends
with him except maybe me, Ochaco and Minoru, his parents were always gone so he
had a nanny, rich kid things, but he always persisted on having us over. Then
puberty hit in middle school, and well, now he’s like this, he seems happier I
think…”

“That… hmm, I see why they call you Deku,” Izuku gave Shoto a blank glassy eyed
stare, “you have his observational skills.”

“O-oh, I guess that is one way to put it,” Izuku replied, feeling flushed and
the twitch came back again.
“It is isn’t it?” Shoto hummed, finishing his popsicle and tossing the stick
into the trashcan from across the room. Izuku whistled and laughed as the stick
landing in the trash can, not helping but stare at Shoto in this wonderful
haze.

“No wonder girls are so all over you Shoto Todoroki,” Izuku felt himself
purring at the man, his head was buzzing nicely and the twitch was eagerly
moving inside of his body, feeling like there was something in his that pushed
him forward with courage. His nerves were burnt out now that he was high
anyways, besides Shoto is high too, nothing too bad can happen if Izuku flirted
a little while extremely high and a bitch twitchy. 

Shoto turned and looked at Izuku with a raise of his eyebrows,“what do you
mean?” 

Izuku laughed too much for his comfort, “well from my observations, it seems
that the new kid Shoto Todoroki has attracted the hormonal gazes of both boys
and girls at UA high, an even bigger observation further notes that he is not
even aware of this himself.”

“Ah I thought that was what you meant, I just was not sure you would even
mention it,” Shoto said a bit skeptically, standing in front of Izuku now,
conversation was more face to face.

“Well it has been on my mind, although, between you and me, I can’t read him
very well, even though there’s something I really want to get a read on,” Izuku
spoke smoothly, for once in his life, and leaned closer to Shoto, staring at
his handsome face and the different pigments in his eyes, all amazing to look
at really. Izuku didn’t even notice how he grinned at Shoto like he was hungry
and Shoto felt interested in this development, he liked hearing Izuku speak,
even if it was stoner ramblings.

“And what is that?” Shoto asked, leaned a bit over Izuku as he placed his hands
down on either side of Izuku’s legs on the counter, staring back at him
intently and intensely.
“Whether or not he liked the attention from female suitors or male suitors.”
Izuku was not even aware of what he had said in his high stupor, but it took a
little longer, than Shoto would like to admit, to figure out what he had asked
him and once it had settled it all came together like a puzzle in Shoto’s head.
Taking one hand off of the counter, Shoto’s fingers grabbed Izuku’s chin to
tilt it up at him and muttered.

“Between you and me, Shoto Todoroki is a homosexual that most definitely
prefers his male suitors,” Shoto had practically breathed this against Izuku’s
mouth before he pressed them together.

Izuku had responded hotly against Shoto’s mouth, parting his lips and breathing
deeply enough to catch Shoto’s scent on his nose. His hands threaded through
his white and red hair as Shoto’s tongue pressed into Izuku’s mouth, making him
whine audibly into Shoto’s mouth. Izuku drank him in as Shoto intensely burned
him up from the insides with his tongue which was still cold from the
firecracker and tasted fruity and nicer than most other mouths he could
imagine. Izuku was tugging at his hair now and soon he wrapped his legs around
Shoto’s waist and scooted closer to him. Shoto parted from the kiss and both
parties with panting, Izuku himself gasping and looking at Shoto, who was very
flustered and breathing a bit heavily.
 
“You look…no I should probably get to know you better first,” for the first
time Izuku was able to witness Shoto flustered and embarrassed, talking to
Izuku, who was still high, but so should Shoto too.

“But you’re really attractive Izuku…” Shoto said and the twitch violently moved
throughout him as he grabbed Shoto down into a hungry kiss, demanding Shoto’s
mouth and making a content noise within his throat when he had gotten what he
wanted. Soon Izuku’s fired up kisses turned sensual and slow, dragging on
slowly and smoothly until he pulled back slightly, nibbling at Shoto’s bottom
lip. 

A crash came from upstairs which was what broke the odd spell they were wound
in and Izuku immediately retracted his legs and gently pushed Shoto away. Shoto
cursed under his breath and looked at Izuku with a shy smile, which Izuku
returned before Denki came tumbling down into the kitchen with them offering to
order pizza.
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Tenya Iida was a hardworking teenager for his age, only seventeen and an
impeccable line of references from the organization that ran the local food
bank to the mayor of the town. Tenya believed in earning and achieving things
for himself, not using his family’s influence in the town to achieve things. To
him though his friends were a great achievement of comfort and companionship in
the most sentimental ways, but sometimes he questions what his dear friends get
into.

After getting out of the shower around nine pm, exactly an hour before he
slept, he had received a text from one of his dear friends Ochaco asking him if
he wanted to join a group call with her and Izuku. Before replying Tenya double
checked his study schedule and then his normal everyday schedule to make sure
he truly had free time. Finding that he was free to chat for once he sent her a
quick reply, formally telling Ochaco to connect him to the call. Tenya waited
no more than three seconds after his phone went off to answer, but was met with
the loud high pitched sound of Izuku laughing out of nervousness.

“Oh wait, oh wait, Tenya you there?” Ochaco asked, her voice was full of
character and held amusement in it.

“Yes, I have seemed to of connected, what are we debating about?” Tenya
responded while pulling on his boxers, multitasking with putting his clothes on
while conversing with his friends.

“Deku got a boy-”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Izuku cut off Ochaco with panic.

Teny paused a moment while Ochaco teased him, Izuku had a bad habit of picking
people to date that does not work out for him usually. With the Katsuki
incident to being colloquially friend zoned by Ochaco, Tenya wondered why Izuku
could not find someone nice to settle with, so Tenya went into investigation
mode.

“Who does Izuku have a crush on?” he asked, struggling to pull his shirt on
fully while trying to keep his phone to his ear, not usually one to put the
phone on speaker on terms of keeping the conversation as private as he could.
Before Izuku started to bumble together a solid sentence, Ochaco beat him to
it.

“It’s the new guy in your neighborhood, mister Shoto Todoroki,” Ochaco purred
out and Izuku groaned.

Tenya sighed as his head started running, a process where information in his
head had to be caught, and he was fast when it came to running and catching
things, we is still a track star in high school after all. Shoto Todoroki’s
last name was one he was used to hearing and it made his teeth grind, there was
a lot of paparazzi drama there, but there was so much along with the actual
truth that it was hard to solidly make a cohesive statement.

“He’s really hot too and Deku apparently charmed him so well, next thing you’ll
know they’ll probably get married and I better be the maid of honor!”

After hearing Ochaco mention marriage the information swarming in Tenya’s head
clicked together and that was where Tenya found the metaphorical skeletons in
the closet.

“Tenya you’ve been thinking too long, what’s up?” Ochaco called out to him,
snapping him out of his thoughts, at which he grunted and grabbed his glasses
off of the counter, cleaning the fog from them before placing them on his face.

“There is something I assume you know about the Todoroki family,” as Tenya said
this he tossed his towel into the hamper and slid out of the bathroom, quickly
pacing to his bedroom, closing it to make sure his parents would not hear this.

“G-go on,” Izuku said, his voice sounded a bit hesitant and scared.

“The Todoroki family is known for multiple scandals, mainly arranged marriages
with other big businesses corporations to benefit their own company. Already
Mr.Todoroki has been through two marriages, I’m not one hundred percent sure if
it was by divorce or death, but his company has benefitted from each marriage.”

“And they say homos are ruining the sanctity of marriage,” Ochaco said
bitterly.

“Yes, then again whatever level his father is on with how willing to succeed in
his business… I can only imagine what he is expecting of his son, although he
has three other children, but it seems like it is just those two living
together  from what I observe.”

“That’s…a little suspicious…” Ochaco said.

Tenya nodded, “I agree, so Izuku, be wary of him, I would prefer you to not get
hurt.”

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Tenya was one to never shirk his training when it came to track, if he was
going to be apart of any group or activity he committed one hundred percent to
it. Even if that meant the track team had to share the weight room with the
wrestling team. He did not mind sharing the space with the other sport teams,
but Katsuki was one of the star wrestlers on the wrestling team, so trying to
avoid him was impossible and impractical to his commitment to track and field.
That being said the biggest bothers about this was listening to Katsuki talk
unkindly of Izuku in the room on purpose to try and goad Tenya into arguing
with him.

On better days it never worked, Tenya was too highly focused and refrained from
giving Katsuki the satisfaction, as much as he wanted to defend his best
friend, he did not want to give Katsuki what he wanted. It was unnecessary and
brutish of him to try and get a rise out of Tenya, but today was not that great
of a day. Katsuki and a few of the wrestling team members were taking a break
off to the side of the workout room, but still close enough for Tenya to hear
while he dead lifted.

“Man you’re so mean!” one of Katsuki’s companions said with a laugh.
“Eh shit, he’s a real annoying piece of garbage, he thinks he knows
everything,” katsuki loudly complained, “the piece of shit think’s he’s better
than me, can’t stand it, ain’t that right Tenya?”
Katsuki called out at Tenya, whose biceps flexed in annoyance as he lifted, his
patience was very short for some reason, so instead he just grunted at Katsuki
and dropped the weight loudly, shooting Katsuki a look.

“Would you mind not bothering me when I deadlift,” he spoke coldly, his words
were more of a statement than a question and the room grew tense.
“It’s not my fault you’re too incompetent to multitask,” Katsuki laughed, and
his companions chuckled at that. “Besides if you can’t lift weights, then how
can you keep pullin’ Deku’s own shitty weight?”

For once Tenya had to step out of the situation and start jogging through the
school to blow off some steam inside his head. He was tired of this kind of
treatment being put on his best friend, especially since it ends up being used
to hurt Ochaco too. He stopped jogging around the school when he spotted Ochaco
and Izuku in the library. After school was usually empty except for club and
sport activities, but Ochaco and Izuku seemed to be somewhat studying for a
project.

“Hey Tenya! I thought you were at practice?” Ochaco greeted him.

“I could not focus, this might look bad on my performance, but Katsuki…”

Ochaco placed a hand on Tenya’s arm soothingly, “we get it, wanna hangout then?
We can go get ice cream or something, Deku and I are almost done.”

Looking over at the green haired boy Tenya noted how he was still finishing
filling out a homework assignment sheet hastily. He looked back at Ochaco,
“that sounds acceptable, I’ll go change and meet you in the parking lot.”

By the time Tenya was dressed out and had his backpack slung over his shoulder
he soon found Ochaco’s car along with Shoto Todoroki leaned against it carrying
a conversation with Izuku. Ochaco was sitting on the hood of her car and waved
Tenya over.

“Tenya this is Shoto, he’s gonna tag along hope you don’t mind,” Ochaco slid
off of the hood as she said this, getting out her keys.
Tenya looked over Shoto, putting his hand out in a greeting. Shoto shook his
hand, “nice to meet you,” Tenya greeted and Shoto echoed the sentiment before
they piled into Ochaco’s car.

In town had a few places that were opened depending on the season and very
little hangout places for teenagers to loiter in. Luckily the ice cream shop
was still opened until October so Tenya ordered a rootbeer float and the group
of them piled into the car to the duck park around the corner. Ochaco had the
knock off dip n dots ice cream, still musing over how it was like astronaut ice
cream. This caused an interesting discussion between her and Izuku that if you
brought food into space and ate it would it still classify as astronaut food.
The two of course got distracted by a mother duck with her ducklings passing
through and they quietly stalked after them with their phones opening to
snapchat saying they were on a duck hunt. This left Tenya and Shoto awkwardly
alone with only the sound of ducks and giggling filling the silence.

Cutting to the chase of what Tenya was going to ask he spoke up, “so how do you
know Izuku?”
Shoto was in the middle of licking the drips from his ice cream off of his hand
when Tenya turned to talk to him, leading into an awkward moment.

“Um,” Tenya fished out a napkin from his pockets and handed it to Shoto, who
thanked him and cleaned off his hand.

“We met at a party,” Shoto finally said once had had cleaned off his hand,
tossing the napkin into a trash can.
Tenya’s eyebrows raised, “there was a party recently?”
“Yes? It was at Denki’s house a couple of weeks or so ago,” he replied,
resuming to eat his ice cream cone.

“Denki’s? They never mentioned this to me…”

“Ah,” Shoto did not seem to know what to say for the sake of the conversation
which seemed to be sinking like the titanic.

“Hmm…By the way,” Tenya said slowly and methodically, changing subjects, “if
you get romantically involved with Izuku just be wary, he has been through
enough and I am quite frankly tired of him being mistreated, do you
understand?”
Shoto looked Tenya in the eyes and nodded, “I understand, I’m not even sure
what kind of relationship I will end up having with him, but I will assure you
that I would not mistreat him on purpose.”

Seeming satisfied by that answer, Izuku and Ochaco rejoined the two and Izuku
showed Todoroki the pictures they took of the ducks. While they were
distracted, Tenya tugged Ochaco off to the side.

“Why didn’t you tell me about the party?” Tenya asked her and before Ochaco
could defend herself Tenyna spoke again, “I’m not upset if you did not invite
me on purpose, but why didn’t either of you tell me?”
Ochaco breathed deeply, “remember how we spent the night at your place a couple
weeks ago?”
“Yes.”
“The party turned out horrid, that night katsuki got drunk and cursed out Deku
in front of a bunch of people and made him talk about when he and I…”
“When he caught you two having sex?”
Ochaco flinched, “yeah, it’s why a lot of people started talking about us, I
could care less, but you know I wasn’t so sure about discussing this without
Deku or when you were free next so I kinda let it slip… I’m sorry Tenya, you
deserve better friends.”

Tenya shook his head in disagreement, “no no, it’s fine, I’m glad you told me,
I should be spending more time with you guys though, I miss spending time with
you two.”

“How has the testing been?” Ochaco asked, rubbing her arm.

“It’s not that bad, the prep helped, scores are supposed to come out soon and
if they are not good enough I have to do it again.”

“I’m sure you got high scores, you are an impeccable, I hope you or Momo are
the valedictorians for graduation, especially since you two deserve it.”

“Agreed, but for now let’s regroup.”
After what was done and said, Tenya and Ochaco rejoined Izuku and Shoto just as
Izuku was taking a dog filter photo with Shoto on his snapchat.
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***** chapter 4 *****
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October rolled in quicker than expected, but it was a nice month, full of
orange and black, cinnamon and nutmeg filled coffee drinks in full blow. Ochaco
went crazy for this season, always coming to school with a pumpkin spice latte
and occasionally wearing black bows in her hair. Izuku enjoyed the month as
well, mainly because he got to admire how the colors changed in the trees,
except that process ran a little slower here, the weather still nice, but
getting a little colder everyday. A few facebook notifications for birthdays
popped up on Izuku’s phone during this month too, it was Minoru and Eijiro’s
birthday this month, so Izuku always wished them a happy birthday. Usually
Izuku never got invited to birthday parties, unless he was close to the people,
he was barely able to celebrate Tenya’s birthday this August due to Tenya’s
family making him spend his birthday with family. Thankfully Ochaco and Izuku
stole him away the next day to take him bowling and did not bring him back home
until midnight.
As the month went on Izuku would moderately spend time with Shoto, usually
after school with Ochaco in the library to do homework, Izuku noticed that
Shoto always had to be home by five and if he went to hangout after five Denki
always had to be there. Izuku found it a little suspicious, but then again from
what he gathered Shoto grew up in a strict household, so maybe it was not too
suspicious. Despite Izuku hanging out with Shoto a little more often his bad
habit could not be shaken, but this time it was for a different reason. He felt
like something was off about Shoto’s life outside of school. So when he took
that path behind his house to look into his window, it was out of the wrong
feeling he got when he watched Shoto’s face get sad when he had to go home. 

Today though Izuku felt braver than usual and got closer to Shoto’s window,
nearly freaking out when he saw that Shoto was already at the window sill
tending to something there. Taking a daring peek Izuku saw a beautifully
arranged selection of succulents, he had always seen Shoto looking down at the
window sill or messing with something before with the kindest and most
affectionate smile he had seen. Shoto Todoroki loved to take care of plants and
Izuku couldn’t help but feel a strange pull at his heart knowing this. If he
was so fond of Shoto taking care of plants then he would not be able to handle
watching him take care of small animals. Izuku’s mind ran through how Shoto
would take care of a cat and thought it seemed very fitting of his character
before his thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise in the house. Being closer
to the window he was able to hear better.

“Shoto, why does your room smell like weed again!?” a loud voice yelled inside
the house, he could hear the sound of someone stomping through the house and a
door open.

“You are imagining things father, I haven’t smoked in here in a week,” Shoto
replied in this most monotonous voice possible, but it felt off, like as if he
was tired of having the same conversation.

“You can’t be doing anymore drugs Shoto, you need to focus on your school work
so you can get into business school upstate, do you think they would accept a
dumb fucking pot head?”
“I don't know dad, they accepted you.”
Izuku was not so sure he heard it until it actually sounded in his ears, but he
heard the loudest smack he could have possibly hear from that room followed by
rough stumbling and cursing.

“I got LUCKY Shoto, you’re going to be BETTER than me-”

“You’re right I will be better than you, I won't hit my kids like I hit my
wife!”

There was a slam of a door and Izuku could hear running and a door nearby open.
Shoto’s dad was thumping after shouting for his son to come back and that was
when Izuku fled from his hiding spot, running down the path when he heard
someone rush down it. He ran as hard as he could after them, seeing that blue
button up he had seen that person wear earlier in school.
 
“Go away dad!” Shoto yelled at Izuku, not realizing it was him.

Daringly, Izuku launched himself at Shoto and tackled him off of the path and
Shoto was kicking and screaming, resisting him. Izuku grappled with the lanky
boy until he had finally pushed him down by the shoulders into the ground and
made him look up at him. His eyes were so sad, when they looked up at him they
finally realized it was him.

“I-Izuku… Wha...God,” he stumbled through his words, he looked like a
frightened animal and Izuku wanted to help and comfort him. He could never
imagine what was going through his head, but Izuku could take a guess. Without
realizing it, Izuku was crying, he didn’t notice it until he saw the drops
hitting Shoto’s face. Without thinking, he hugged Shoto tightly and buried his
face into Shoto’s neck, apologizing profusely. Soon Shoto was hugging him back
even tighter and cried softly into Izuku’s hair as they both hugged each other
tightly.

Faces wet with tears, Izuku dragged Shoto out of the woods and back to his
apartment, holding onto his hand the entire time. He made Shoto sit on the
couch in his living room and made them both tea. When the tea had steeped
properly, Izuku sat close to Shoto and pulled a blanket around him when he
noticed how cold he was. Shoto was still sniffling and his face was drying with
tears, so Izuku pulled out tissues from a tissue box and persisted in patting
his face dry. Shoto did not say anything or protest much, he just sat there
holding his tea.
Being this close to his face, Izuku noticed the odd texture around Shoto’s blue
eye and couldn’t help but touch over it before realizing something was odd
here. Looking down at the tissue he noticed he had rubbed off what looked like
makeup. Connected two and one together happened quickly and Izuku realized he
had wiped off coverup from Shoto’s face where there was a huge burn mark right
over his eye. There was something deeper here, something even more horrible
than what Izuku could process, like he was intruding on something deep in
Shoto’s life that he obviously was hiding.

“It’s not from my dad, but I wish it was,” Shoto said softly, running his
fingers over the mark, feeling the scar tissue. Izuku was silent, he did not
want to make conclusions, but he was afraid of it being some sort of self harm
scar, which he knew all too well.

“Look, I don’t expect you to get me, or what I’ve been through, you heard me
and my dad arguing he… I watched him hurt my mother when I was a kid, she
slowly became mentally unstable until one day she lost it and threw boiling
water at my face. My dad, he sent her to a mental ward, left my brothers in the
care of their birth mothers and I had to stick with him since then… I despise
him, I’m going to graduate and end up just like him, I have no say in my own
future, but that man will never be my father.”

Izuku let Shoto’s words sink in and paralyze Izuku’s body. He was shaking,
before h grabbed Shoto’s face and stared deeply at him, holding such an intense
stare that Shoto could not ignore.

“You are not him, you can have any future that you want because this is your
life Shoto, I can’t even imagine being treated like that, but you are strong
and this is your life.”

They both were not so sure what happened between the five seconds after Izuku
spoke to Shoto, but the mug in Shoto’s hand slipped out, Izuku was in his arms
and he was kissing him  so softly, so kindly that it broke Izuku’s heart, but
he allowed himself to be wrapped in this boy and kiss him back in kind. When
they were done kissing, Shoto and Izuku curled out on the couch, not realizing
where Shoto’s mug was on the ground or that the tea had spilt onto the carpet.
“I think I could probably imagine how you were treated,” Izuku murmured,
tracing a finger over Shoto’s face. He shot Izuku a curious look, wanting to
hear what he had to say.

“I mean probably not, but… Everyone calls me Deku because Katsuki gave me that
nickname when we were kids.”

“So he was an All Might fan too.”

“Yeah, that’s how him and I became friends when we were kids, but he always
pushed me around, even the nickname was meant to mock me because well… You
know, Deku could not really do anything besides being a good intellectual
support, but even when he tried to help he just couldn't… So katsuki teases me
with it and it stuck with almost everyone who knew me.”
“That’s horrible,” Shoto spoke, running his hands through Izuku’s hair.

“Yeah, as we grew up he got worse, but I had a long term crush on him since we
were kids, he was so cool and could do so many things so much better and
amazing than anyone I knew. We actually dated for two years after he had gone
out with Ochaco Freshman year and came out as gay. No one had an issue with it
because it was Katsuki, but Sophomore year I got drunk at a party and we did
things... “

“That doesn’t sound consensual,” Shoto commented, dragging his fingers down to
stroke at Izuku’s cheek fondly which made him melt at the attention.

“It probably wasn’t, but I didn’t care, I thought I was lucky, Katsuki was a
big catch, everyone wanted a piece. But when we were dating he pushed me
around, demanded that I spend most of my time with him than with Ochaco or
Tenya. He would be over possessive whenever I talked to anyone, told me I was
flirting with everyone because I was bisexual, which is stupid, but it stressed
me too much to talk to anyone. I had to sneak around with Ochaco and Tenya or
else he would get mad if I was around them. He would flirt with other guys too
and around my Junior year we was cold to me and I had to be forced to come and
go at his beck and call. He hit me a few times and that was when I started
pointing out things he didn’t like. I broke up with him during the fall
semester and it got worse. I would get drunk calls from him cursing me out, I
only looked at my phone if it was from Ochaco or Tenya. He would come here and
bug my mom until she would give up and lock the doors until he left. Then
somehow he found out I was spending that night at Ochaco’s and I was… I was sad
and she is someone I loved and cared about, we didn’t know what to do so she
tried to comfort me, but we had both broken up with someone recently and well…
Ochaco and I’s relationship has been broken and repaired enough from middle
school bullshit so many times that rebounding on each other wouldn’t of changed
anything, but it was the first time we had went all the way and Katsuki had
gotten into her house yelling, we didn’t even have enough time to put clothes
on. Tenya ended up coming over and kicking Katsuki black and blue, it’s
something we don’t talk about because Tenya was so shaken up by it… God I’m so
sorry I just ranted for such a long time and this is supposed to be for you an-
”
“I have to disagree, I think this is for both of us, just between you and me,”
Shoto interrupted. Izuku felt his face grow hot and he was smiling at Shoto
slightly.

“I’m glad you told me, it seems we’ve been through hellish things,” Shoto
whispered to Izuku, pressing his forehead against his.
Izuku nodded, “we’re both pretty broken huh?”
“Yeah, but I’m glad it's you.”

Izuku stared at Shoto when he said that, pulling back to blink at him in
confusion.

“I think you influence my heart Izuku Midoriya, I never told anyone else about
my mom or my dad before, so thank you…”
They stayed snuggled on the couch until Izuku’s mom had called Izuku to let him
know she would be home later than usual. By the time he realized it was almost
nine Shoto had fallen asleep on his couch and Izuku felt heartbroken having to
wake him up and walk him home.
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Halloween parties were not Shoto’s forte, but Izuku had warmed him up to the
idea of going out with him Ochaco and Tenya. Although it was a party Denki was
throwing it would be out at his parent’s cabin and Tenya would kill anyone if
anything bad happened to Izuku or Ochaco and he wasn’t there to do anything
about it. Hence why Izuku never old Tenya that they’ve been out to one of
Denki’s cabin parties before.
Shoto had told his dad that he was spending the night at Denki’s and helped pay
for Ochaco’s gas since she was driving them out there. Ever since Izuku and
Shoto had that talk they became a lot more closer, Shoto would be the one to
always instigate affectionate touches whenever he was around Izuku, who would
ask Shoto how he was doing and invite him over to hangout at his place more
often. They haven’t done anymore than makeout and cool down when things got too
much by playing video games. It was a blooming relationship, whatever kind it
was they were not too sure, but it was one that felt like it clicked. 

Ochaco picked Shoto up at six, she was all dressed in galaxy print, wearing a
flower crown and had done her makeup in this galaxy like blush with blue and
purple eyeshadow on her cheeks and white eyeliner drawn on to simulate stars.
Shoto got in the back sense Tenya was already in the passenger seat wearing an
elaborate mad scientist costume with a white lab coat and everything. Tenya
turned around in his seat to look at Shoto and raised a brow.

“What are you dressed as?”

Without needing to explain anything, Shoto smiled at Tenya who let out an
intelligent, “ooooh!” Ochaco glanced at Shoto in the rearview mirror and
laughed.

“That’s a simple vampire look you got going on there dracula,” she teased,
messing with the radio as they went to pick Izuku up.

Izuku ran down his apartment dressed in a green cape around his shoulders and a
familiar looking black mask. He was dressed as a causal retro version of Deku
and nothing suited him more as he climbed into the backseat with Shoto and they
took off.
The cabin was a little over a half an hour drive out of town and the entire
time Tenya tried to instigate an impromptu game of Ispy until Ochaco kept
replying, “the sky,” so many times that Tenya had to give up and instead debate
with Ochaco about alien existence. 

Soon they turned down a heavy dirt road in a heavily wooded forest and Shoto
got a weird inkling that someone could die out here and no one would know. Soon
his suspicions changed when a giant log cabin style house was what they were
pulling up to. There were people everywhere and before Shoto and Tenya could
hop out, Ochaco locked the doors and sealed up the windows, climbing back to
wedge herself between Shoto and Izuku.

“Sorry Tenya, you gotta be exposed to the noxious fumes for a while,” Ochaco
giggled, grabbing a pipe out of her purse and a pink lighter.

“Oh dear lord,” Tenya sighed, taking out his phone and muttering to himself.

“It's a preparty thing, calms Deku’s nerves,” Ochaco explained to Shoto as she
packed the pipe and handed it to Izuku to take a hit, “you wanna join us?”

“Sure I’ll take a few hits,” Shoto shrugged, he might as well want to feel
loose for the night anyways.
After the pipe went around once through the three of them Tenya complained
about the smell.

“You know you can’t smell it if you smoke it,” Shoto pointed out to him.

“I highly doubt that.”

“No no it’s true,” Ochaco backed him up and Tenya was silent for a second.

“...How do you use the pipe?”

Ochaco and Izuku excitedly got pumped getting Tenya to take a hit, but he was
not so used to it so at some point Izuku shotgunned the smoke into Tenya’s
mouth. When it finally hit Tenya it was amazing, he was seriously chilled out
and talking very casually about almost anything, it was still pretty analytical
speak, but at least he seemed to enjoy it. Once they were done the four of them
climbed out of Ochaco’s car. Izuku still stuck pretty close to Ochaco and Tenya
once they entered the party.

The place was less like a cabin and more of a house, Denki’s parents must have
been loaded to have such a nice custom house like this and Shoto admired the
work put into it. The party was around rager like status, there was a keg in
the livingroom and Shoto was not sure where they were going until they had
found themselves in the kitchen. Ochaco was grabbing unopened wine coolers from
a ice bucket and Shoto joined her, not into the idea of drinking too heavily
right after getting a little high. A girl with bright pink hair and a smaller
girl with dark forest green hair came into the kitchen and started chatting up
Ochaco and the others.
“So from what I hear Katsuki is almost checked out downstairs, literally we
were pretty sure he was passed out when we left,” the pink haired girl who he
remembered was called Mina said to Izuku who had let out a breath of relief. 

“The pool is also still good, no one has thrown up in it like last year,” the
green haired girl said.

“Oh, I haven’t even brought a swimsuit,” Tenya said and at that Mina laughed at
him.

“You don't need one, underwear is just fine if you don't like being nude,” she
winked and Shoto found it amusing how Tenya’s face lit up like a christmas
tree.
“Sounds fun, we should head there, his pools heated right?” Ochaco asked as
they shifted from the kitchen out onto the outdoor patio where a nice lit up
pool was calling to them. No one was in the pool yet, there was a lot
of conversations and a guy with a guitar sitting on a pool bench, but that was
it.
 The girls stripped out of their clothes and jumped in, from the upstairs patio
Denki yelled something along the lines of “wait up” or “me next”, but the next
thing Shoto saw was Denki Kaminari’s white ass dive into the pool. Tenya made
it his duty to guard the girl’s clothes and belongings while they splashed
around and tried to drown Denki.
Shoto had ditched his drink by the pool when Izuku had tugged him away to run
up the upstairs patio into a pool room full of marijuana and dancing. Izuku
simply pulled Shoto into a slow dance and he gladly accepted this dance.

“I kind of wanted you to myself for a bit,” Izuku confessed, his fingers were
traacing slight patterns on Shoto’s back as they swayed.
“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

When they grew tired of dancing Izuku went looking through rooms and Shoto was
confused at this until he was being pulled into a dark blue room that was
illuminated by the light of the pool outside. Izuku made Shoto sit down on the
bed and for some reason Shoto felt his heartbeat increase out of sheer
nervousness. Izuku was pacing in front of him, before the boy stopped and
stared at Shoto intensely.

“Go out with me,” he declared, face red and soon Shoto felt the heat rise on
his face.

“H-huh?”
“I mean if you want to, I know I want to, I want more Shoto,” Izuku moved
toards him and slid onto his lap, straddling his waist. 

“I-I mean I do too, I’m a little shocked is all,” Shoto said as Izuku cupped
his face.
“Let's start something amazing,” Izuku’s mouth crashed onto Shotos and soon
they were gripping each other.

The emotions, the intensity, it was all them, grabbing at each other’s clothes,
tasting the weed and alcohol, even though they had both sobered up from
dancing. Izuku was energy, pure and raw, he grappled onto Shoto like a vice and
it felt like this boy could break him apart, bone by bone and send him into
oblivion. Yet he still shivered and shuddered against Shoto’s mouth and ground
his hips down against his, hissing and groaning. Shoto moved his head away from
Izuku’s mouth to press kisses down his jaw to his neck, biting down and sucking
on his neck while he let him continue to grind against his groin.

The blood rush effected Shoto harder than he thought as he started to jolt his
hips up against Izuku’s and let out a moan into his neck. Izuku pulled his face
away from his neck and pressed a palm against Shoto’s hardened cock through his
jeans Pulling back from Shoto’s lips slightly, Izuku pressed his mouth against
Shoto’s ear and whispered softly.

“I want to suck you off, would you like that?” he practically moaned when Izuku
said this and was eagerly telling him he would love that.

Izuku kissed Shoto hard on the mouth as their hands worked on stripping Shoto’s
pants off enough to free his cock and Izuku’s hand was on his, stroking his
length. Shoto hissed at the pressure, feeling relief in it. He had barely seen
izuku move down on his until he was kissing the head of his cock and slowly
licking the head, causing a violent shiver to run through Shoto.

He watched as Izuku took the head around his pretty pink lips and sucked on it,
moving his tongue over the slit teasingly. Shoto was hissing and groaning at
this, before letting out a moan when Izuku’s head lowered on him. His mouth was
an intense form around his cock and it felt so amazing, every bit of it, the
feeling, the image of Izuku down on him, it was overwhelming and everything at
once. He found his fingers threading in Izuku’s hair as he bobbed and sucked on
him, making Shoto groan and moan out loud. Then Izuku’s perfect mouth had
pushed his entire length down until he could not swallow anymore and he gulped,
the contraction drove Shoto crazy as he found himself thrusting into Izuku’s
mouth with a bright whited out orgasm where Izuku’s name spilled form his lips
and he felt nirvana.

It was an intense orgasm and when it had gone, leaving Shoto a mess, Izuku
crawled on top of him again and pressed kisses to Shoto’s face until Shoto
grabbed his head and kissed him deeply. He could taste himself on Izuku’s
tongue and it was wet and grimy, but it was still Izuku so he didn’t care.
Shoto’s hand slipped under Izuku’s pants and was gripping his member in his
hand, giving it a few strokes before he brought his hand out and onto Izuku’s
lips. He sucked on Shoto’s fingers like he had his cock, it was hyper erotic
and so amazing to watch.
When he felt his hand was wet enough, he slipped it back around Izuku’s cock,
jerking him off under his jeans with the front popped open. Izuku moaned loudly
like he was being resurrected. Split open and full of life, his moans spilled
from his mouth like cantrips, bewitching and beautiful. Shoto watched him and
when he came on his hand, drinking in his orgasm from his lips, kissing him
deeply and thoroughly. He caught Izuku’s cum on his hand and when Izuku said
something about tissues Shot had already decided he wanted to lick it off of
his hand, flustering Izuku even more.

They laid together on the bed looking at the plastic glowing stars neither of
them saw before when they had entered the room. Shoto had his fingers tracing
along Izuku’s stomach under his shirt and Izuku was buried in his neck. It was
peaceful, even with the loud music and partying still undergoing around them. 
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Izuku loved Shoto’s mouth, he loved how it gave minimal expressions, how it
kissed him and how they felt around his cock. Recklessly being a new couple,
which was not as different from before, just a few more activities and
something Izuku can call Shoto lovingly. It was comfortable and sweet for the
first week when things were quiet and settling down from Denki’s Halloween
party. Shoto had invited Izuku to his house for the first time, his dad was
hard on letting Shoto bring friends home and he usually worked from home, but
for once he had to fly out to his company, leaving Izuku an opening to finally
see Shoto’s room.

His room was pretty plain, except for a few things like his picture frames with
photos of his mother and a few more plants he had hanging from the ceiling.
They were incredibly long and well loved, but not so much as the succulent
garden at his window sill. Izuku asked him if he had named them, to which Shoto
said was silly, but went along with him in naming each one.

PDA ended up being a little too sweet for Ochaco’s taste and Tenya was admit
about their level of affection. To them it was not much, they would sit closer
and occasionally Izuku sat in Shoto’s lap when he was too tired or if there was
not a seat open for him. Of course Ochaco was the first to hear the details of
the night at the halloween party, making Izuku spill after school in her room
while they both tried on face masks and Ochaco wanting Izuku help her with
bikini waxing. 

“How big is he?” she had asked, coming back from the kitchen with the wax
melted, striping down to her underwear before those were soon flung off as
well.

Izuku flushed, not at Ochaco’s nudity, but from the question, “uh well… for
once my throat felt sore if that’s any consolation.”

“Oh man, he must be pretty well endowed then, you have like zero gag reflex,”
as she said this she had poured oil into her hands and was rubbing them over
her pubic hair.

“Uhm, I’m not so sure about this anymore Ochaco…” Izuku said when she handed
him the wax and the paper.

Ochaco had picked up a few habits only Izuku noticed when she was either
sleeping with someone or was interested in someone. First was her being more
noticeably hygienic about her body hair, second was when she started wearing
her low cut cardigans and thirdly she would be texting more. So after the
horrendous time of removing hair from her nether regions, Izuku pointed this
out to her, at which she sighed.

“Well it’s not like I’m not interested in her…”

“Ochaco who is it?”

“...Remmeber how I slept with Tsu a year ago?”

“Yeah?”

“I did it again a couple days ago.”
Ochaco was blushing pretty badly and Izuku knew why. She was no stranger to
Tsuyu Asui, one of the smartest students in their grade, yet she was quite a
wallflower, but Ochaco was enamored with her since freshman year. Instead of
talking to her, Ochaco got nervous about the girl not being gay and ended up
dating Katsuki. Up until a year ago Ochaco had finally talked to her at a
sleepover with Mina and that ended up with a threesome happening and it got
only a little weird when Mina was the only one who wanted to make it into a
poly relationship. The only issue with that was the reciprocation wasn’t shared
the way they had expected it. 

“We hung out after I got off work and I may have mentioned that I wouldn’t have
minded being a thing last year if it was only with her, so we got in my car
and… Well she has an amazing tongue still…”

Izuku couldn’t help but laugh nervously at this new development. Ochaco and him
spent the rest of the night arguing about Ochaco waxing his pubic hair, to
which Izuku was finally convinced when Ochaco said that Shoto would appreciate
it when he sucks him off.
Near the end of their first quiet and nice week as a couple, Izuku had
introduced Shoto to his mom as his boyfriend and his mother loved him. His
mother doted on Izuku for having such a cute boyfriend the whole night and was
so charmed by how Shoto helped her with dinner and they talked about mostly
Izuku while he set the table. When Izuku came home from walking his boyfriend
back to his place his mother grinned at him and said that he was a keeper, and
nothing felt so right to him in such a long time.
 
Until the week ended.
That was when word began to spread over Shoto and Izuku’s relationship and from
that it earned Izuku a few locked visits from Katsuki. At which at first it was
just him teasing him crudely and then going full out into harassing him.
“Seriously though, who want to fuck you?” Katsuki said, picking his teeth with
his nails, “I mean everyone knows how much of a slut you are.”

That was when Shoto had pushed Katsuki out of his way to say goodmorning to
Izuku while Katsuki spit curses at him for shoving. Shoto knew Katsuki would
not do much to him, especially in front of teachers, that would be a suspension
quicker than Katsuki could even pronounce the word.
Hell did not fully drop until Denki had got on Shoto’s ass and Izuku had heard
all of it after school when he had went to go get drinks from the vending
machine. He had stuck by the area and had listened to him argue.

“What so you think you can use me as an excuse to be fucking with him now?”
Denki spat at Shoto.

“It’s not like that…”
“Oh bullshit Shoto! I know it is EXACTLY like that, you just wanted to use me
like everyone else and you know it.”

“Get over yourself Denki, you knew I was not interested in you.”

“Then what about that night huh?”

“I was drunk and that was months ago Denki, I barely call what we did
consensual, you were pushing the idea of me being your boyfriend so much that
you thought trying to sleep with me while drunk would do the trick, but that is
not how life works, so sorry you can’t have everything handed to you.”

“F-fuck you Shoto.”

Izuku had waited a few seconds after Denki had stormed off to join Shoto.
“You heard that right?” Shoto asked, taking the bottle of water from him.

“Yeah…”

“Let’s try not to worry about it, he’ll get over it.”

November continued to be hell, a lot of people gossiped and spoke badly about
Izuku and now Denki was on Shoto’s ass too, to the point where he had posted
copious amounts of shit talking on facebook. Most people were willing to take
Shoto’s side and the more that happened the more Denki got angrier. There was
no more party invites from Denki after that and everyday felt incredibly tense,
especially when Shoto’s dad came back and Shoto had to go through a similiar
hell as Tenya with his dad forcing him to college testing.
At the same time due to test scheduling, Tenya was thrown back into it again
because his scores came back unsatisfactory and then there was Ochaco. Ochaco
did not have enough time for Izuku in between work and her budding relationship
with Tsuyu. Izuku was alone, he thought it was fine at first, spending more
time on his homework, but homework was easy. He tried to throw himself into his
journaling, but he could not find his motivation. His mom was back into
overworking at work and Izuku found that he had no one. Being alone was
something he had forgotten how to deal with, although he did deal with it well,
being away from his friends, his mom and his boyfriend right after shit just
hit the fan was not ideal.

It was when he was facing a Sunday afternoon by himself did he receive a more
than welcomed text from an old friend. Hitoshi Shinsou was an old friend from
middle school, they texted occasionally and hung out more often during the
summer to go fishing with their parents. Hitoshi was a bit odd and was easy to
talk to, Izuku remembered befriending him in middle school, but he was
homeschooled quickly before high school had started. They always seemed to
click together like puzzle pieces, very similar, but not entirely so.
Reconnecting with Hitoshi was satisfying to Izuku, they planned to meet up over
coffee which ended up in Hitoshi and Izuku playing a game of people watching.
They loitered around the duck pond a couple of times with Izuku catching
Hitoshi up to speed on his life and Hitoshi did the same in return. It was
pretty nice until Izuku began to grow curious about something.

“Hitoshi why did you start homeschooling?” Izuku asked after he had watched
Hitoshi skip a rock across the pond. He began looking for another acceptable
rock and hummed.
“I never did tell you huh?” he said, picking up a pretty flat and smooth rock
off of the ground. Izuku watched as he snapped his wrist forward and skipped
the rock seven times over the water before it stopped.

“I tried to kill myself with one of my dad’s hand guns, my mom walked in and
talked me out of it,” he said too simply for Izuku’s own ears to comprehend.
“After that they pulled me and put me on homeschooling, got into therapy, I
take pills now, but they make me insomniatic, nothing I can’t handle, but
public school is a no. I take a couple of college courses though and I like
them a lot more.”

“W-Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I...I honestly don’t know, I guess I didn’t want to trouble you.”
The gravity of the situation made a lot more sense to Izuku, he himself was no
stranger to the mental battleground of depression, neither was Hitoshi, he was
just better at hiding it than him.
“So is your boyfriend cute?” he asked casually, tossing Izuku a rock which he
fumbled to catch.

“Uh yeah, he is, or at least I think so,” Izuku tried to not act too flustered
or dumb when he said this, trying to focus on skipping the rock just right on
the water. It did not work out so well.
“He must be, some guy then,” he chuckled, grabbing a new rock and skipping it.
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Izuku and Hitoshi spent lazy afternoons together, occasionally Izuku would
spend the night and Hitoshi would keep him up to play video games, running on
nothing but a handful of cheese puffs and a glass of sprite. Either way Izuku
thought the guy was crazy on his meds, but he said without them he knew he
would be off worse and not to worry about him unless he went off of them.
“Life is too short to live,” Hitoshi said to him while Izuku was trying hard
not to pass out on the floor while Histoshi was kicking his ass at mario kart.
“Take more chances and learn to adapt and have fun playing, when you’ve been
kicked down hard enough is when you’re the strongest.”
Izuku was not sure why, but the words spoke to him on a high key spiritual
level. Unless that was just the late night talking getting to his head. Either
way, it stuck to Izuku’s mind like napalm, burning him until he did something
about it. Hence why when Monday came around, Izuku was not planning on sticking
around in school.
[Me]: Your dad let you use the car today right?

[Shoto]: Yes. Why?

[Me]: I’m leaving before 2nd period with or without you and I don't think you
want your boyfriend to walk in the cold
[Shoto]: I will meet you in the parking lot.
Shoto’s dad let him use one of their three nice cars, which Izuku thought was
unnecessary for them to have three when it was just the two of them, but
whatever made rich people happy he guessed. Izuku was not going to complain
when he got to ride in Shotos dad’s nice custom prius.
“First stop is the grocery stop!” Izuku declared, Shoto did not question this
as Izuku pulled out his phone to text Hitoshi, pulling out one of his journals
to scribble down something.
“So why exactly did we ditch school to go shopping?” Shoto asked out of
curiosity when Izuku had put two baby watermelons in the shopping basket.
“It’s a date!” Izuku responded, pacing to the back for drinks. Shoto followed,
carrying the basket.
“We need a date, besides I feel like I’m going to die if I found out you’ve
been cheating on me with your textbooks,” Izuku teased, placing flavored
sparkling water.
“How did you figure out my secret double life?”
“You don’t hide it very well, I can hear you mumbling algebra when you’re
getting off.”
“Ok ok, but why the watermelons?”

“Thought it would be appropriate to try watermelon art, is your dad home
today?”

“Yeah, hope he doesn’t find out about this…”

“No stress! It's a relaxing date!”
After Izuku had purchased the needed items, he was greeted at the front of the
grocery store by Hitoshi holding a double bagged grocery bag. Suddenly Izuku
felt flustered as he went over to greet him.
“Is this your boyfriend?” he asked, handing Izuku the bag.
“Yeah, Shoto this is my friend Hitoshi, Hitoshi my boyfriend Shoto.”
“Nice to meet you,” Shoto said, shaking Hitoshi’s hand.
Hitoshi nodded at him, drawing his hand back, “ok he’s hot, nice catch Izuku,”
Hitoshi said, making Izuku laugh nervously.
“By the way I got you strawberry flavor, I know said flavorless, but I couldn’t
help myself, anyways see ya, nice to meet you Shoto!”
As soon as Hitoshi left Shoto noticed the hard flushed look on Izuku’s face,
“what di-”

“You’ll find out later, trust me.”
Izuku and Shoto had figured out a few things, one of which was that watermelon
carving was wet and sticky and that Izuku has a high tendency to cut himself
when using knives. Shoto had somewhat managed to replicate a shark watermelon
design he had copied off of pinterest and Izuku had managed to carve a heart
into the watermelon skin before he had to stop on force by Shoto when he cut
himself for the fourth time. 

“Why did you want to carve watermelons with me so badly?” Shoto asked while
running Izukus hand under the kitchen sink’s faucet.
“It’s something I always wanted to do and watermelon seasons almost over...and
I like watermelon a lot…”
Shoto huffed at him and kissed him on his forehead before he went to get the
first aid kit off of the fridge. They spent a few minutes bantering over
Izuku’s injuries while Shoto cleaned and bandaged them.
“I always seem to hurt myself in the hands,” Izuku said, trying to distract the
nervousness he got when Shoto kissed his hand.
“Then I’ll be around to make sure less of that happens,” Shoto smiled and Izuku
felt like sunshine had crafted this boy just for him with his lovely words and
beautiful smiles. It tugged at his heart and he wanted to push away the
feeling, not now. They put Izuku’s watermelon in the fridge and took Shoto’s
into Izuku’s room to harvest on it’s perfectly rounded melon balls inside it’s
mouth.They were lounging comfortably on the ground, Izuku’s bed was trashed and
Shoto was afraid of spilling his masterpiece on there anyways.
“Wow this Shark’s….got a lot of balls in it’s mouth,” Izuku pointed out, trying
not to grin.
“...You’re a pervert,” Shoto pointed out, jabbing a piece of watermelon and
popping it into his mouth.
“Yeah but you’re dating this pervert ,” Izuku teased, nudging Shoto with his
foot.
“Yeah...Yeah,” Shoto looked out the window.
“Is… Is something wrong?” Izuku pressed a little, being a bit cautious by the
way Shoto was acting, there was something on his mind.
“... My dad, it’s just…” Shoto paused and brought his gaze back into the room,
looking at Izuku’s feet, becoming fascinated by his tiny toes.
“I kinda...Told him I was dating someone… He assumed you were a girl and wants
me to bring you out to dinner with us…”
“Oh…”

Izuku was not sure about meeting Shoto’s dad, the last time he had heard or
seen him he was picking Shoto up from after school. Then the memory of hearing
his dad hit and yell at SHoto came back up and suddenly Izuku felt fear.
Whatever he had planned for just them in that double bagged grocery bag would
have to wait.
“Will your dad… get mad if I was a boy? I don’t know about crossdressing..”
Shoto shook his head in thought, “ I’m not sure either, I don’t think he will
take it well… I’m sure staging a fake date with a girl would work, but how long
will I have to keep lying about being gay until he catches us, or catches
something that I do that clearly states; “your son is a flaming homo.” I’ve
thought about this too much and I don’t want to put you in a bad situation…”
Shoto was right, he could not lie to his dad forever, or even if he wanted to
it would make him miserable. He would have to be keeping it hidden a lot better
and a lot more than he has been now. Shoto did have private accounts that
weren’t even linked to his name on multiple social platforms just because his
dad banned facebook and most other sites from him. Shoto was not even allowed
to be on the wifi at home unless it was on his laptop for school or one of his
father’s “independant projects,” he would give his son to train him to deal
with company things. His boyfriend had such a different family life than Izuku
where his mom supported his dreams and aspirations one hundred percent, she was
practically Izuku’s best friend, just that she also birthed, raised and took
care of him all his life. Izuku loved his mom…
“Then.. do you want to come out to your dad or… you can tell him we broke up,”
Izuku suggested, grabbing Shoto’s hand and squeezing it lightly.
“I think… I think the later would work for now… He might try to ban me from
seeing you or keep me on a tighter leash, it’s just… It’s really stressful.”
Izuku nodded and kissed Shoto on the cheek, “lets go get high then.”
As Shoto had said, the lie about him breaking up with his “girlfriend” had
worked, but he still was tossed back into his college exam studies for one more
week before Izuku could have him again. His dad had accepted the excuse that
Shoto had ditched school for the day to study for said exams, when really he
had made watermelon carvings with his boyfriend, got high and made out
sensually with said boyfriend and grinded on each other until they came in
their pants. It was a mess, but it was great and fulfilling, Izuku wouldn’t
change a thing.
 
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Hitoshi joined Izuku to meet up with Ochaco at a tiny diner where they ordered
milkshakes and baskets of fries, just so they can catch up. Ochaco greeted and
treated Hitoshi in a friendly manner, they became acquainted smoothly,
especially since Ochaco did remember him from middle school after all and was
never one to push away a new friend.
“So… I bought you condoms and lube so you gotta tell me how it went or I might
consider not being your sexy time dealer anymore,” Hitoshi said abruptly after
their milkshakes and fries had arrived. Ochaco snorted her milkshake up her
nose and was trying not to die while Izuku had panicked and grabbed a bunch of
napkins from the dispenser for Ochaco.
“Wait wait, what?” she had managed to sputter in between cleaning herself and
trying to blow her nose of any milkshake residue. Hitoshi gave Izuku a side
glance to which Izuku swallowed dryly and took a long sip of his milkshake.
“W-we uh… Haven’t done it all the way yet…” Izuku admitted and Ochaco gave him
a look.
“So I waxed your balls for nothing then?”
“N-no! Ah, I want to, but he’s been studying for finals and ah um… I haven’t
even told him I loved him yet either…”

The words soaked into the conversation for a minute and Izuku grabbed a few
fries to relax his nervousness. They were in public, but they had also chosen a
nice booth where Ochaco and him would gossip about and order fries until the
manager had to kick them out.
“So why not tell him?” Hitoshi suggested, “get it over with and fuck the lights
out of him.”

“W-well you see…”

“You’re still scared aren't you?” Ochaco piped up and Izuku nodded. Hitoshi
looked intrigued, and Izuku realized Hitoshi was not aware of the height of
Izuku’s last relationship with Katsuki.

“He’s not Katsuki you kno-”

“I know! It still does not change how I feel… Shoto knows about it too and he’s
been… So nice about our relationship because of that, but I get nervous about
fucking it up and losing him,” Izuku sighed and looked at the grain of the
table top.
“Look… I’m not sure what happened, but I think you need to go for it and tell
him,” Hitoshi said cautiously, “I know you’re nervous about doing something
wrong, but if you want it to work out you gotta be brave and take risks. If I
was him, I would feel hurt after sometime if you were keeping things from me,
especially emotions like that. People are patient, but they can’t wait forever,
you would just be hurting him…”

“Is that supposed it make me feel better or?”
“No it’s supposed to make you think, you have not been dating him for long, but
if you want it to last outside of high school, or just as a relationship you
can treasure down the long road then you have to consider him too.”

“...Thanks Hitoshi..”
They went back into talking about lighter things, shifting the conversation to
Ochaco’s new girlfriend who loved frogs and eating her out. Izuku was glad to
talk with Ochaco again, but Hitoshi’s words were a powerful thing and it stuck
with him.
“You know I have my exams tomorrow.”

“Which is why you need to relax and do something fun so your stress doesn’t
melt your brain!”
 
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Izuku dragged Shoto out to the duck pond at night, it looked a little creepier,
but there was no one around and the moon was out. Romantic.
It was getting colder and Izuku had his big green windbreaker on and Shoto had
pulled on a black peacoat and gloves, his hands got cold easily so Izuku did
not mind holding Shoto’s gloved hand while they walked around the pond.
“Ok, but the timing is a little… Suspicious, I feel like you’re going to kill
me and leave my body floating in the water.”

“I mean… What else am I going to do with a knife and some chloroform?” Izuku
said cheekily, looking at Shoto who huffed at him in amusement.
They walked and talked back and forth nicely with things like school, friends,
studying and everything above or below subjects of familiarity. Izuku had
tugged Shoto to a bench to look out onto the pond by and leaned against him.
“You know… I’m glad I met you,” Shoto said, “I kind of feel like… like I would
of gave up and let myself be tossed into the societal cogs without a thought,
but… You make me think and feel like I could do a lot more than what I was
anticipating to be like my dad, so, thank you.”

Izuku squeezed Shoto’s hand tighter and let the pause in their words stay. His
heart was hammering hard in his chest and he felt like he could die. He heard
something, but could not comprehend it until he let himself burst.
“Izuku? Izuku are you-”

“I love you,” Izuku breathed and had stunned Shoto into silence briefly.
“I love you,” he repeated again, but louder, with a bit more meaning.

“I love you and I… I don’t want to be scared of it, because you’re different
than Katsuki, you will never be anyone than yourself and I need to think of you
when it comes to being honest with you and myself, because I don’t want to hurt
you or make you feel bad becuase I c-”

Shoto stopped Izuku from babbling by pressing his mouth to his, firmly and full
of heat and ice and everything that Izuku loved about him, until Izuku felt
like he was being consumed.

“I love you too,” Shoto said, pulling back from the kiss to address this,
looking into Izuku’s eyes, making him feel so small, but warm and loved.
“Um… wow, uh… ok that did not go as badly as I had planned…” Izuku said
nervously, wanting to look anywhere else out of habit, but felt his gaze pinned
and stuck to Shoto’s unyielding gaze.
“I loved you before the Halloween party, I loved you when you told me all about
your pain, I loved you when you saw me at my worst, I loved you when you made
me ditch class to carve watermelons and I loved you wh-”

“S-Shoto?”

“My point is I love you at all angles, even when things weren’t so great, even
the occasional times I felt annoyed by you, I still loved you, so please never
feel bad about loving me, even if I don’t deserve it, because I’m doing the
same with you.”
“I think this is what they call… Unconditional love.”

“I don’t care what it’s called, I still love you.”
With rushed words and heated kisses, Shoto and Izuku were playing a game of tag
back to Shoto’s car. Izuku was pressed into the backseat’s by Shoto’s hands as
his tongue and mouth worked Izuku into a moaning mess, tugging and grabbing at
Shoto’s clothes and hair.
“My moms home…”

“My dad’s asleep and I wanna hear you.”

“No one else is parked here…”
They fumbled on their clothes, panting and rushing to be stripped free, while
remaining in contact. Shoto’s hands cupped Izuku’s cock through his boxers and
made Izuku moan audibly into his ear. Straddling above Shoto’s lap, Izuku
grinding against his hand and moaned against Shoto’s ear until he was pulled
into another kiss, full of teeth, sucking and clawing.

“I-I want you,” Izuku panted, pulling away from the kiss, his hands entangled
into Shoto’s hair looking over Shoto was lust and want. Shoto caught his gaze
in his and he saw fire, fire that wanted to consume him and leave Izuku a wreck
and he wanted it. He wanted Shoto to ruin him, he wanted him to take all that
there was of him and break him. He wanted him so badly, his body ached and it
felt so good in this moment. 

“I have lube in my pockets..” Shoto said, still staring at him as he traced a
hand down Izuku’s front.

“I have a condom in my pant’s pocket.”

Once their gaze’s had separated, Izuku had relocated his pants and slipped out
the condom he had in his wallet for safekeeping. Shoto had a couple of packets
of lube, he took out one and Izuku watched him slick his finger’s up with it.
Shot leaned over him and kissed Izuku softly on the mouth as he felt his
fingers circle around his entrance slowly, like he was teasing him. Izuku
whined in his throat and moved his hips a little.
“What do you want?” Shoto breathed over his lips, his eyes bore into him again,
“tell me what you want me to do, Izuku.” Shoto’s words were like lead and they
weighed Izuku down, and made him shudder.

“I-I,” Izuku was hesitant, so caught up in the moment that was happening and
the throbbing of his dick and how his body ached. Shoto’s other hand teased the
slit on his cock and Izuku let out a pained moan. “I-I want you in me, I want
you to stretch me open a-an-” Izuku choked up on his words when Shoto had
gripped the head of his cock when his fingers slid in. The feeling was not
foreign to Izuku, but it has been a while since he was stretched, but he
welcomed the slight burn that accompanied with Shoto’s fingers inside of him.
Shoto added another and began to work him open, the burning sensation of being
stretched felt good to Izuku, it drove him mad and made him hungry for more. He
wanted to whine and beg for Shoto’s cock as he added another finger, but he
knew he had to be patient so he would not rip or bleed from mistreatment of
such a delicate place. 

“Shoto…” he whined, rocking his hips against his finger’s, mouth open and his
eyebrows furrowed nicely.

“You good?” Shoto asked him with a kiss and Izuku nodded feverently.
“Y-yes, please, please, I want you in me, I-I want all of you in me, Shoto..”
Izuku was squirming when Shoto had removed his fingers. He spread his legs and
watched Shoto pump his cock a few times after he had rolled the condom on.
Watching him put a little bit of lube on himself drove Izuku a bit impatient,
but it was worth it to watch Shoto approach him again and line himself up. He
was awarded with the burning feeling he got from being stretched when Shoto
pressed into him, it hurt and ached, but Izuku could not get enough of the pain
as he gripped Shoto’s shoulders and waited until he was fully in him.
When he moved inside him Izuku cried out in euphoria. Every inch of Shoto set
his nerves on fire, each thrust was fire, rough and hot, everywhere else he
touched him was ice, cool and smooth. He felt it on his lips with a kiss, but
burned when he thrusted inside of him, he was going at it at different angles
until Izuku felt his mind melt and he had cried out so loudly that Shoto
stopped to look at him. Before he started doing it again harder and faster.
Shoto pounded inside of Izuku, hitting that same spot over and over, at some
point during the mind numbing madness of Shoto fucking him, his hand had slid
onto Izuku’s cock and was pumping him. Izuku came rough and harder, screaming
and jerking like he was on fire, if he was he would not be surprised. Shoto
followed soon after, thrusting into Izuku had throughout his orgasm until it
hit him hard and he let out a loud moan, but it’s volume could not compare to
Izuku’s sounds. Shoto let himself fall on top of Izuku who was already prepared
to cling onto Shoto in their post orgasm state. 

“You can’t make me move for the next five hundred years,” Shoto declared, his
body lax and limp as Izuku removed himself from Shoto’s cock with a groan and a
shudder.
“But what if we wanted to do that again?” Izuku pointed out, to which Shoto
grinned.

“Then I’ll move, only so I can kiss you and taste your orgasm in my mouth.”
Izuku was flustered at that, which came some light teasing before they both
begrudgingly pulled on their clothes and disposed of the condom outside.
“Condoms are bio degradable right?” Shoto asked when he rejoined Izuku in the
car.

“I think so?”
“Let's pretend that they are for my sake.”

Shoto drove Izuku home and as Izuku settled down for the night in his bed,
aching a little sore he noticed the voice message Shoto had just sent him on
his phone. When Izuku had opened it to listen to it, all he could hear was
Shoto saying, “I love you Izuku, goodnight.”
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Thanksgiving is an odd holiday, only because Shoto was going to be out of town
seeing his siblings with his dad and Izuku was either on his own or he had to
as to be invited to one of his friend’s thanksgiving celebrations. This year
was a bit different, Izuku’s mom had somehow orchestrated with Ochaco’s mother
and Teny’a parents to have Thanksgiving in Tenya’s back yard. They had helped
set up the tables to accompany Ochaco’s family and Tenya’s, but for Izuku and
his mom there was only one other relative that would possibly come. Uncle Shota
Aizawa, he was Izukus dads’ best friend in the military, he was an odd uncle,
but he always showed up for Thanksgiving, helped around the house, staying with
the Midoriya’s through Christmas and New Year before he had to leave again.
Izuku knew his uncle Shota did not have much of a family to begin with and he
was his favorite person, it made the apartment feel more homey and alive.
The joint family Thanksgiving was hellish at best, before dinner had already
started Ochaco was trying to pry details from Izuku about him and Shoto’s night
they had together, while trying to get Ochaco’s cousins to settle down. Izuku
was pulled into the kitchen by Ochaco’s mom and his own mother to help with
cooking while Tenya’s mother was tending to their grandmother. The Iida
household was a madhouse, it would of been worse if the families knew nothing
about each other, but after being friends with their children since grade
school, you get to know their families as your own.
“Izuku dear, how is school going for you?” Ochaco’s mom asked him while he was
set to cutting vegetables and other assorted food items the mothers had thrown
at him.
“It’s going well,” he replied, being very focused on not cutting his fingers
again.
“That’s good to hear! How do you feel about after you graduate?” she asked,
scooping the mushrooms from the cutting board from Izuku as his mother gave him
three tomatoes to start cutting.
“Oh, um, I’m doing a gap year, so I feel pretty good about it, learn to
assimilate into life as an adult and such.”

Once one of Tenya’s aunts had cracked open the wine and was passing around the
bottle and glasses Izuku attempted to find his way out of the kitchen before
the mother’s had gotten tipsy off of wine and make Izuku answer embarrassing
questions. He opted to helping Tenya set the tables outside while the children
and cousins were playing some weird game with Ochaco that required them to hop
on one foot. Tenya was setting down plates and Izuku was folding napkins and
setting down forks.
“I heard you got higher scores this time,” Izuku said, glancing at Tenya.
“Yeah, I’ll be sending them to my top three colleges I have picked out, then
another two that are acceptable to attend, but still realistic,” Tenya replied
with a nice proud smile on his face and it made Izuku extremely happy to see.
“That’s great! Are you still going for an engineering major or?”
“Yeah, I thought about it, police work might not be for me, but I can still try
to get a degree in something I like, have you thought about what you want to
maybe go in?”
“Hmm, not really, although I like the idea of getting into counseling, not sure
what kind.”

Once the tables were set Ochaco tried to steal Izuku away for a talk, which
caught Tenya’s attention and he did not want to be out of the loop. Ochaco
stole Izuku away to Tenya and his brother’s old tree house which was still in
the best of shape, no thanks to Tenya being anal about keeping it up to date
and making sure no squirrels or wild animals ransacked it. It was still tiny
and there was still carvings in the wood somewhere where Izuku and Ochaco had
carved in their initials and had also convinced Tenya to do so as well. Ochaco
found the carvings and traced her fingers over them before taking a photo of
them and then prompting the two into taking a photo next to something so
precious and dear to their friendship.
“Ok ok, enough of the sentiments, you told him right? I want full details,”
Ochaco demanded, turning to Izuku.
“What is this about again?” Tenya asked, taking a seat down on one of the
pillow cushions in the area where there was a sign put up with the words,
“Hangout Zone,” was painted on it in red and orange to stress the importance of
said area in the tree house.
“Izuku took Shoto on a romantic stroll to the duck pond to tell him that he
loves him, also they probably had sex and I want the details,” Ochaco
summarized to Tenya, whose face was soon full out pink and nervous looking.
“O-Oh-”

“Anyways- you gotta spill, I wanna know everything,” Ochaco stressed, sitting
on one of the cushions with a bounce.
“E-everything?!” Izuku squeaked incredulously, taking a cushion for himself
while Ochaco nodded furiously.
“W-well we walked around..”

“Uh huh uh huh.”

“And he kinda told me he was glad he met me and stuff so I blurted out an ‘I
love you’, and I kept saying it and he kissed me and said he loved me, but in
this way that really blew my confession away, like god, he’s so great and shit,
uh um…”

“And then?” Ochaco pressed on and Izuku grew even more flustered at that, his
face bright red and his palms a little sweaty. What they did was so great and
good, he thought about it constantly after they had done it because he was not
sure if it was real, but it was and it was an amazing thing.
“W-well yeah we had sex in his car, bu-”

“How was it?”
“Wait how did you two…?” Tenya interrupted and Izuku and Ochaco looked at Tenya
who was genuinely confused, “we’ll you’re both male so…”

“Oh um… w-well we’ve been having sex for a while, b-but penetration is um… A
lot more delicate and u-”

“Anal, they have anal sex Iida,” Ochaco cut Izuku off to be more blunt and the
two watched as Tenya opened and closed his mouth a few times, letting it
process.

“I uh… I understand…”

“College is going to be fun for you Tenya, anyways, so how was his thick cock?”
Ochaco said, not batting an eyelash at how she flipped back into asking Izuku
about fucking Shoto.
“It was… It was good, felt like my mind was melting, so yeah, it was really
good, then he drove me home and later he sent me a voice message saying he
loved me and telling me goodnight and yeah..”

Ochaco kicked her legs against the wooden floor excitedly before she demanded
Izuku high five her, congratulating him on “getting some”. Tenya seemed amused
at this by this point and chuckled at how Ochaco was excited over Izuku getting
laid after telling his boyfriend he loved him.
“So I don’t have to worry about you and Shoto’s relationship yet do I? Not that
I was not before, but still,” Tenya said, bringing the conversation onto a more
serious note.

“I, well no, but I kinda want to get serious with him, but… His dad, his dad is
a real piece of work, I won't get into it much, but Shoto is sure his dad won't
like hearing about me sense I’m a guy and he wants him to be just like him. His
dad is already strict enough, but I can tell Shoto doesn’t like hiding himself,
so that might be an issue…”

“I see, well as time goes on, we really do not reflect our parents as copies,
but rather our own people.”

Thanksgiving dinner started out soon after their talk in full swing, uncle
Shota showed up half an hour late, but was gladly rushed into the tightest hug
Izuku could manage to try and suffocate his uncle in. Shota was an odd man, he
was scruffy and had always insisted on wearing scarves with any of his outfits
he had strewn together in attempts to wear something rather than nothing. He
always seemed tired to Izuku, he had genuinely cared and loved him and his
mother, even if he was pretty apathetic sounding in nature.
After dinner Ochaco and Izuku snuck into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of
wine, heading to the rec room downstairs to drink secretly while their friends
and family chittered upstairs and in the backyard still. The upstairs living
room was inhabited by most of the family and friends watching the football,
yelling and shouting as one usually does when watching a tackling sport. 

Feeling warm and dizzy on wine, Ochaco and Izuku went through the process of
sneaking the bottle back up to the kitchen, lightly arguing with hushed
breaths.
“Why can't you hide the bottle in your vagina again? Aren’t they supposed to be
super elastic?” Izuku hummed under his breath at Ochaco, passing the bottle to
her as they snuck by the living room successfully.
“Trust me Izuku, I’m not that deep, we would have better chances lubing this up
and shoving it up your ass sense it can take thickies like Shoto,” she hissed
at him with a slight giggle.
“Can you stop casually commenting on my boyfriends dick for size reference?”
“Only if I get to see it~”
“You’re gross.”

“You two are suspicious,” as soon as they entered the kitchen Shota was right
behind them, causing the two teenagers to jump and scuttle, Ochaco hid the
empty wine bottle under her shirt and Izuku was trying to imitate a marble
statue. Uncle Shota trudged past them to wash his plate and put it away in the
dishwasher, Ochaco was trying to make her sweater appear like it was loose,
adjusting her arms to cross over her body in a natural way.
“Recycling is over there,” Shota pointed at the blue bin by the trash can with
a grin, patting Izuku on the shoulder, “don’t get sick or I’ll have you doing
push ups at four in the morning.”
As soon as uncle Shota had left the two relaxed and quickly disposed of the
wine bottle in the recycling. The two relocated Tenya in his room and Ochaco
took residency of his bed to take what she called a, “wine nap,” and snoozed
soundly on Tenya’s bed. Izuku pulled out Tenya’s game consoles and prompted him
into playing mario kart with him, even though the both knew Izuku would win
each time, he always had luck in getting blue shells and star power constantly.
It also did not help that Izuku had memorized every track to play since he got
his hands on said game, there was something comforting in knowing everything
about something to a scientific level.
Izuku’s mom had texted him that she was leaving so Izuku woke up Ochaco to get
his goodbye hugs in and then from Tenya, promising to hangout soon. When Izuku
got back home he face planted into his bed and looked at his phone to see a few
texts from Shoto asking him if he could call. Before he could reply, Izuku
checked the apartment, his mom was watching the news on the tv and Shota was
sleeping in the guest room soundly. Closing his bedroom door, Izuku shot Shoto
a yes and waited a minute before his phone buzzed and he picked up quickly.
“Hey, happy thanksgiving babe,” Izuku said happily, hearing the happy sound of
Shoto’s breath on the receiver.

“Happy thanksgiving, how did it go over there? You, Tenya and Ochaco’s family
had a combined thanksgiving right?” he asked, his voice sounded gravelly and
smooth when he spoke.
“Yeah, it was chaotic, but we got to hangout, go into Tenya’s old tree house we
used to play in as kids, Ochaco and I stole a bottle of wine and drank it,  my
uncle caught us trying to put the bottle in the kitchen, but he was chill with
it. I kicked Tenya’s ass at mario kart, so it it was all good.”

“You kick everyone’s ass at mario kart.”

“Not true! My main rival is Hitoshi, he’s good, so how is it over there? Not
too bad I hope?”
Shoto sighed on the other end, “ I get to see my sister Fuyumi, she’s already
going silver like my mother and she’s twenty four.”

“I did not know graying started early in your family, does that mean you’ll be
a silver fox in your twenties?”

“No, I’ll probably still dye my hair obnoxious colors to bug my dad.”
They both laughed and Izuku felt calmed by hearing his laughter, it was almost
as good as his smile.
“But yeah, saw my sister, my brothers though… Their a different story, we don’t
really have common ground for conversation besides having the same semen donor
and I’m the technical problem child, but Fuyumi is great to see, I missed
her…” 

Izuku nodded, listening to him, “do you think she would like me if I ever…”

“Definitely,  she’s fun and knows how to keep a secret from my dad, before you
she was the only one that cared besides me mom.”

“Is your mom…”

“No, she is still stuck at the institute, Fuyumi is going to take me to go see
her tomorrow and then I’ll be back the next day… Can’t wait to see her, I’m
going to tell her about you and what kind of person I am now, it’ll be...good.”

Izuku paused and found himself messing with a hangnail before responding and
decided he should not do that, “ I’m glad to hear, I hope I can go with you and
meet her someday, I know how much she means to you.”

“Yeah, you sound tired so I’ll let you sleep,” Shoto said softly with affection
in his voice only meant for Izuku to hear.

“Alright babe, I love you.”

“I love you too, good night.”

“Night night.”
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With Shoto coming home Izuku had made a point to seeing his boyfriend to
smother him in kisses, so that’s what he did, although he did not expect it to
be the other way around. Before Izuku could get out the front door the doorbell
had gone off and Izuku had answered the door to see his boyfriend leaning
against the doorframe, smiling at him. He then greeted Izuku with a hug and a
bunch of kisses to his face followed by a lot of “I miss you’s,” before Izuku
heard the awkward shuffle and sound of someone clearing their throat behind
him.
Oh right.
“Your mother knows you suck face at her front door with guests?” Shota teased,
looking over Shoto, who had parted from Izuku, but kept an arm around his
waist.
“O-oh! Um! Uncle Shota, this is my boyfriend Shoto, Shoto this is my uncle
Shota…”

“Nice to meet you,” Shoto said politely, offering his hand to Shota, who
bluntly ignored the gesture to drink his cup of coffee.
“Uh huh, make sure you’re home at a decent time so your mom doesn’t worry
kiddo, nice to meet you Shoto,” Shota said before shuffling away to retreat to
the living room and Izuku felt his face flush with heat as he hurried outside,
pulling on his winter coat.
“It’s my dad’s ex military friend, he stays with us through the holidays, he’s
the best once you get to know him,” Izuku explained on their way to the car.
“I can tell, he really loves you and your mom,” Shoto smiled as they climbed in
and drove off to find somewhere to burn time together and be helplessly in love
teenagers.
Christmas and finals started to roll up quickly and Izuku was trying not to
drown in them, but thankfully senior finals were more lenient than his previous
finals he had taken throughout his high school career. It still did not stop
him from worrying and having Tenya be his study partner until finals were over.
Izuku wanted to fully appreciate the season of winter, snow was nice and
pretty, then there was ice skating and other things to do while it was cold and
wonderful out. But before he could let himself fully enjoy the winter vacation
he had to go scavenging for the perfect gifts, not just for christmas, but also
for Ochaco’s eighteenth birthday, which came up soon after christmas so Izuku
wanted to get all his ducks in order.
Once Izuku had scavenged for the best gifts for his friends in town and had
quick ordered other assorted items on Amazon so he could finally relax and
wait. By the time he had a moment to breathe, Izuku noticed how his uncle acted
towards Izuku and his relationship with Shoto. It was not odd or anything, but
whenever his uncle caught Shoto coming to pick Izuku up for either a date or a
to hangout with his friends he would offer Shoto to come by to do things with
his family. He did not stop until Shoto agreed to come over and bake cookies
with Izuku’s mom.
Izuku was not sure what his uncle was trying to pull, either he was being
friendly or was plotting something, he could not figure it out. He tried to
tell Shoto about it, but even his boyfriend was blind to what his uncle was
possibly plotting. No one knew how devious his uncle could be when it came to
setting things up and Izuku never underestimated his uncle at that. So when
Shoto came over to make cookies with his family, Izuku was on high alert, even
when Shota put him on icing duty, Izuku kept an eye on his uncle while he
organized cookie cutters by their shapes on the table.
“Remember that one christmas when you ate all the cookies and tried to tell us
it was the easter bunny, even though you had frosting all over your face?”
Izuku’s mom mused at him while Izuku added dye into the next batch of frosting
he was making.
“Haha yeah, then I got so sick that it actually ruined buttercream frosting for
me,” Izuku laughed nervously while Shoto chuckled at hearing this story.
“Is that why you’re making cream cheese frosting?” Shoto asked curiously.
“Yeah, it's the only kind the squirt can eat without getting sick now,” Shota
said with a cackled.
“I can usually handle other buttercreams when their flavored too, but I can’t
handle plain, it gets me noxious thinking about it.”

Izuku filled the last few bowls full of differently arranged and colored
frostings and then put shrink wrap over them when Izuku’s mom wrapped the dough
to let it refrigerate for an hour. With time to spare, uncle Shota got out
Apples to Apples, Izuku made tea for everyone and Shoto helped Izuku’s mom set
up the living room table to play the card game on. In midst of laughing and
playing the game, Shota had asked Izuku to go make him another cup of tea, had
he really drank it that fast? Not thinking about it, Izuku left to go make more
tea, before he realized what his uncle had just done. He made the perfect
opportunity to be alone with his boyfriend. Fuck.
“So Shoto,” he heard his uncle start and Izuku drifted near the entryway of the
kitchen to eavesdrop on what his uncle was saying. “What are your plans after
high school? You’re graduating with Izuku right?”

“Um, yes,” Izuku can hear how awkward Shoto was to answer his uncle and that's
when another realization came to him. Shoto probably did not know what he
actually wanted to do after graduation, he most likely will end up either being
forced to go to business school upstate or even out of state, but that was not
what he wanted, so the answer was something like schrodinger's cat. Either he
was dead or alive in some way, but we could not know until we open the box.
“I uh, am going upstate for college…” he spoke unsure and Izuku knew his uncle
could pick up on it, and suddenly Izuku felt very nervous for Shoto.
“You don’t sound so sure about that, do your folks want you to go upstate?”
Ouch. His uncle was digging and Izuku was wondering how his mother was doing in
this situation. She was probably trying not to be awkward while this
conversation was happening.
“Um… Yes,” Shoto answered, this conversation felt like it was dying.
“Hm, have you thought about joining the military?”
“Not particularly, no.”

“It has some pretty nice benefits, you should think about it.”
“Ah, alright…”

Izuku heard his mother save the conversation by showing Shoto old pictures of
Izuku on her phone through facebook and Izuku went back to his tea making. Once
he rejoined his family and everyone he slid a hand on Shoto’s back and gave him
comforting rubs, which earned him a side glance from Shoto that was pretty
thankful. The card game was soon abandoned to go take the cookie dough out of
the fridge. The four of them rolled the dough out and started to press their
assorted shape of cookie cutters into the dough. Shoto kept using the dinosaur
cookie cutters in favor of the palm tree ones or the cute christmas themed ones
his mom was using. Uncle Shota kept using the Halloween one, claiming that they
should watch the Nightmare before Christmas, to which Izuku’s mom argued with
him about because she wanted to watch Elf. The group’s main decision came to
putting on Elf while the cookies baked in the oven.
“I’m going to make eggnog, your folks won't mind if I give you alcohol right
Shoto?” Shota asked, to which Shoto opened his mouth to answer seriously, “I’m
joking, underaged kids get non alcoholic eggnog.” When uncle Shota said that he
stared at Izuku before going into the kitchen to pour some eggnog.
The night went on and Shoto decorated his dinosaur cookies with little santa
hats and scarfs on them to stay, “in the spirit of Christmas.” He used
toothpicks and some odd techniques to get the scarf details on right and Izuku
did not think he could be even more impressed at his boyfriend, but he was.
They ate cookies and dipped them in eggnog, finding that it was pretty good to
do so and at some point Izuku’s mom made him dance with her in the kitchen to
Jingle Bell Rock like she always did when he was a kid. Except now he was
taller than his mother and she was a little tipsy on the rum in her eggnog, but
she was happy and he was glad to spend time with her. Izuku helped his mom to
bed when she said she was tired, helping her into her pjs, tucking her into bed
and giving her a goodnight kiss.
Back in the livingroom, Izuku can hear Shota talking to Shoto again, so Izuku
hung back in the hallway to listen.
“You know Izuku is a good kid, he’s basically my own kid at this point,” he
heard Shota sigh, “so that means I have to be a mean old man and tell you not
to do anything stupid, but you know that already right?”
“...Yeah I do.”

“Do you think you two are going to stick together after graduation then?
Because if you’re going to  go to college while he stays here then the reality
of the situation will end up with you two breaking up if you keep letting your
folks choose things for you.”
Izuku winced hearing that, he rubbed his shoulder, feeling uneasy about
listening to this. He knew that there were some hard realities that can happen
from trying to keep dating outside of high school, high school loves don’t
usually last too. What if either one of them got restless or get curious about
other people? What if Izuku or Shoto weren’t really great for eachother? What
if this was all just because of teenage hormones and nothing else?
“I’m… I’m not sure myself, I would like to think we’ll do what’s best for
eachother, I have to go, it was nice talking to you…”
Izuku heard Shoto move around and head for the door, he waited to hear it open
before he rushed after him and followed him out the door with a coat lung half
over himself and a pair of slip ons. He scuttled after Shoto down the steps and
grabbed onto his arm to stop him.
“Hey, look I’m so-” Izuku stopped when he saw Shoto’s face, he was crying and
Izuku was not sure what to do. So he grabbed his face and made hushing noises,
dabbing at his face with his sleeve.
“I can’t just keep living like this can I?”  Shoto asked, his voice cracked and
it hurt Izuku’s heart to see him like this, “I mean I know I can’t, my mom, my
whole life is played by under his thumb, no matter how hard I try to rebel away
from what he’s shaping me into and I can’t, I’m going to end up like him and be
miserable and alone-”

“Hey you will not be like him, you turn eighteen in January right? You can
legally do what you want then, he doesn’t control you Shoto, you are not going
to be like him-”

“But what if I do!? What if I become the type of person that hurts people for
my own gain? What if that’s the kind of person I am?” Shoto was shaking and
Izuku wrapped his arms around him, letting Shoto cry on his shoulder as he
stroked the back of his head.
“You won’t, I know you won't, you’re much kinder than him, you are
compassionate and funny and full of so much love Shoto. He won't have control
over your life forever, this will pass and you will be stronger and I will be
here with you through it, I love you Shoto.”

Once Shoto was done crying, Izuku escorted him to his car and kissed him
goodnight, making him promise to text him when he gets home safe. Izuku went
back inside and his uncle was nowhere to be seen, figures.
Christmas rolled by and Izuku was visited by Tenya, Hitoshi and Ochaco who
wanted to open their presents together on the holidays. They shared cookies and
messed with their gifts while Izuku was spending some of his attention to
texting Shoto who was condemned to his own house while his sister visited.
Christmas ran by quickly and soon Izuku was at Ochaco’s house celebrating her
birthday. Shoto had shown up to the event as well and got Ochaco a watercolor
set that he remembered her wanting to get. Izuku’s gift was one of the best
though, he had wrapped it in galaxy print wrapping paper he had found at one of
the few local art shops, but it was a lot more than that. Inside was a set of
metallic paints, new pack of paint brushes, glitter liquid eyeliner, a galaxy
print journal, a NASA shirt and an assortment of her favorite jolly rancher
flavors in a mason jar. He went for gold and got there, especially with the
long heartfelt letter he had written her in her birthday card he had Ochaco
crying and hugging Izuku repeating, “I love you you nerd.”
Soon after Ochaco’s birthday party was new years and Izuku was more than happy
to go to a new year's party that Hitoshi had invited him and his friends to. It
was a college kid party, but it was specifically one with the group of nerds
that Hitoshi associated with in his college courses, so it would not be as big
or glamorous as Denki’s parties, but there was alcohol and a lot of video
games. It sounded ideal, so the group of now five piled into Ochaco’s car and
drove to the apartment that Hitoshi’s college friends rented and bunked in the
summer. There was already a friendly competition of Worms going on and five or
so other people passing the controller around and spitting friendly insults at
each other.
Tenya got himself well known with the other college students while Ochaco and
Shoto were helping themselves to drinks and talking to some of the other
college kids. Izuku ended up hanging out with Hitoshi and started a competition
with the other’s with mario kart, then smash bros and by the time they were
going for mario party, one of the girls said it was almost midnight and
prompted everyone to the roof. Up on the apartment’s rooftop it was ten minutes
until midnight and they could see other people in the streets and along the
grass waiting for the fireworks. Izuku found Shoto and they held hands, waiting
before they could hear everyone down the streets and on the roof yelling on the
countdown. When it hit on the happy new year hour Izuku pulled Shoto’s face
down and pressed him into a happy kiss. They kissed for a couple of minutes
until Shoto got distracted by fireworks and Izuku promptly wrapped himself
around Shoto to watch.
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Izuku was nervously planning for Shoto’s birthday, he wanted to do something
special and he was not sure what he wanted to do for Shoto. He even flat out
asked him what he wanted to do and barely got a coherent response out of what
he wanted. It was frustrating until Shoto mentioned that his dad was going to
be out for the week and that’s when Izuku knew he wanted to plan a surprise
party for him. Nothing too big, just their friends, a cake and possibly some
booze and weed. Not wanting to mess anything up, Izuku texted Ochaco to help
him plan and the two spent the next two days planning and setting up for the
party.
“So are we breaking into his house to set up before he gets home or?” Ochaco
asked once they had refrigerated the groceries they had gotten for the party
the next day.

“Oh shit I didn’t think about that… It’s a weekend so…”

“Oh! I know! Take him out on a nice birthday date or something and I’ll get
Tenya and Hitoshi to help set up his place~” Ochaco giggled and Izuku shook his
head, telling Ochaco where the spare key to Shoto’s house was. Ochaco went off
to call Tenya and Hitoshi and Izuku shot Shoto a text to see if he wanted to go
to the park tomorrow. When he got a confirmed text he made a successful gesture
at Ochaco who grinned and gave him a thumbs up. Shoto picked Izuku up at four
and Izuku greeted him warmly with a big hug and a bunch of kisses all over his
boyfriend’s face.
“Happy birthday love~” Izuku giggled and Shoto gave him a small smile, kissing
him chastely on the mouth.
“Mmm, I hope I can have you over for tonight?” Shoto prompted Izuku as they got
into the car.
“Mhmm! Told my mom I was going to be at Ochaco’s for a sleepover,” Izuku
grinned, feeling giddy about tonight.
“So you were planning on staying over to begin with?” Shoto asked with
amusement in his voice.
“Hehe, yeah, it’s your birthday and as your boyfriend I have decided I can not
let you spend the day without your said pesky boyfriend bugging you day and
night!”
“Good, I like it when he doesn’t leave me alone.”

They spent the next couple hours at the park, mainly tossing snow around and
taking photos of the icicles hanging from the tree branches. The snow was going
to melt sometime soon in Febuary and Izuku can already feel the warmth coming
back into town. He tried to stall for as long as he could with Shoto until
Ochaco sent him a text that they were ready. Izuku prompted Shoto on going back
to his place so they could “warm up”. Even if it was put pretty suggestively,
Izuku was not lying about wanting to get warm. They parked in the garage and
stumbled into the kitchen, it was really dark and Shoto tsked at this before
turned to Izuku.

“I hope you didn’t plan a surprise party,” he teased Izuku as he groped the
wall for a light switch, “mainly because I would love to see you naked on my
bed some point today if you w-”

Shoto was silenced when he turned the light on and was classically spooked by
Ochaco, Tenya and Hitoshi coming out of nowhere shouting surprise. Hitoshi let
loose a party popper with an unamused look on his face. Izuku watched the color
rise to Shoto’s face as he looked at them and went, “oh.”
“You can fuck Izuku later, but we’re going to be annoying friends that are
going to give you a good time and make you eat cake!” Ochaco announced,
dragging Shoto away from Izuku, who was nervously laughing now at this.
Ochaco did not let Shoto worry about his dad finding out about them having a
party at their house, besides probably the smell, but Shoto assured that his
dad was never surprised by the smell of weed or alcohol in the house when he
came back from his business trips. With that being said Hitoshi took out a
giant translucent purple bong from his backpack and packed a bowl in for Shoto.
Ochaco set up music and Tenya was gathering gifts around for Shoto to open. The
party was great, Izuku tried hard to not take more than two hits from Hitoshi’s
bong and Shoto demanded Izuku be in his lap almost the whole time. The party
went on until Tenya became a pumpkin at nine, changing clothes because he did
not want to smell like weed when he got home and took off. Ochaco and Hitoshi
stuck around until Hitoshi remembered he had a curfew and Ochaco excused
herself to drive him home, giving Izuku a wink on her way out.
“So how’s my birthday boy?” Izuku asked Shoto, getting up to toss some garbage
away and clean the living room up a bit.
“He’s fantastic, but wondering how three people got into his house..”

“You realize I know where the spare key is right?”

“...You’re right.”

Izuku laughed at him and then rejoined Shoto on the couch, bringing a nicely
wrapped present in his hands.
“This is for you, it made me think of you so…”

Shoto raised an eyebrow at him and opened the present. The present itself that
Izuku had put together was small a leather bound photo album and a journal. The
photo album had the picture they had taken at the duck pond together on the
front and inside were various photos of not just him and Izuku but various
pictures of Shoto and their friends.

“All of that that is in there is what you did,” izuku said, settling his head
onto Shoto’s shoulder, “ all one hundred percent Shoto, everything that you
are, all that you can be and all the people that love you and care for you.”

“I...I love it,” Shoto said adoringly, finding a photo he was not sure he
remembered being taken. It was his lying next to Izuku in an unfamiliar bed in
the dark with the soft glow of lights from a window near by highlighting their
faces. Upon further notice he soon realized it was a photo of their night
together at the Halloween party two months ago.
“I’m glad, I was afraid it might be too cheesy or something, but I think it
would work best as a reminder of who you are, that’s something no one can take
from you.”

“Izuku… When did you even take most of these?”

“W-well not allof them are taken b-by me, I mean a lot are, but you also looked
really photogenic in them and happy so I just… Yeah.”
“I love you,” Shoto breathed with a soft smile on his face and Izuku didn’t
resist from kissing that smile on his face, tasting the warmth on his lips and
the feeling of contentedness. When Izuku pulled back he smiled and gave Shoto a
quick peck before getting up to toss some more trash away. He was in the middle
of cleaning off the kitchen bar when Shoto’s arms wrapped around his waist and
kisses were pressed up along his neck. Izuku giggled, but his giggling stopped
when he felt a hand cup the front of his jeans and Shoto’s teeth on his neck.
“I still would like to see you naked on my bed if you want to,” Shoto whispered
against Izuku’s ear and his cock stirred under Shoto’s hand as it pressed
against him, causing a moan to spill from Izuku’s lips.
“I-I would love that,” he shuddered as Shoto made a point of grinding his groin
against Izuku slowly and sensually.
“Mmnn, good to hear..” Shoto trailed off and pulled Izuku around to press him
into the bartop and grind their hips together as he kissed Izuku hotly on the
mouth. Rubbing up against each other, Shoto and Izuku scrambled in the
direction of Shoto’s room until Izuku was pushed onto the bed and he smiled at
Shoto with a knowing look. Before he joined Izuku on the bed, Shoto grabbed
lube and a condom from where he stashed them in his room. Izuku practically
dragged him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him, rutting his hips down
against him and eliciting a moan from Shoto under him. He undid his pants and
practically ripped his underwear off so he could take Shoto’s cock into his
mouth.
Izuku loved how Shoto’s fingers threaded through his hair as his mouth bobbed
down on his cock and teased his head with his tongue, making eye contact with
Shoto when his tongue teased his slit and caused Shoto to moan loudly and grip
his hair harder. At that Shoto was pushed down on his back and Izuku was
stripping himself down to nothing when Shoto insisted on Izuku sitting on his
chest and sliding his cock down Shoto’s throat. He hummed as he sucked Izuku
off in turn, his fingers moving to spread lube over Izuku’s entrance and finger
him while Shoto was sucking him off beautifully.
Izuku was thankful that Shoto stopped when he felt that Izuku was properly
stretched because he felt like he was moments from orgasming all over his face.
He straddled Shoto’s lap and lined him up to take him all the way in and soon
Izuku was a bumbling mess on top of Shoto who was thrusting up into Izuku
shallowly. Shoto sat up to grip onto Izuku while he rode him, his hips
stuttering up into Izuku’s heat as Shoto muttered loving words into Izuku’s
skin, tasting his sweat and biting the softness of his shoulders. Izuku clawed
at Shoto’s back and moaned loudly in his ear, shuddering at every whisper and
phrase that came from Shoto’s lips. When he came it was slow and drawn out, yet
satisfying and almost like a cliche. Shoto had finished in him and they
realized they had forgotten the condom. Izuku said he did not mind, but Shoto
had made him take a shower with him to help clean him up.
Of course this prompted shower sex, which as unnerving as it sounded, Izuku was
able to grab onto the wall while Shoto deep throated him and fingered him to
completion, cumming on his face and in his mouth. When Izuku did that he wanted
to apologize, but the erotic look on Shoto’s face that he gave him was one that
felt like it told him he liked catching his orgasm on his face. Which he found
out soon by how hard Shoto was and initiated intercrural sex, sliding between
Izuku’s thighs and moaning against his ear. If Izuku was not getting tired or
over spent his dick would be hard again, but he just did not have the energy to
start going again.
Once they were dried off and well spent, Shoto pulled Izuku into his bed and
rested his head on Izuku’s chest and the drifted asleep, comfortable and warm
in each other’s presence.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Summary
     Slice of life with a side of salt form Denki.
Chapter Notes
     Hey guys, I'm still on a good writing grind, I have a few projects I
     want to do before school starts back up for me, but I got some fun
     stuff coming up for this story soon, as well as some other content
     that is BNHA related.
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All was not well going from January into February when Shoto’s dad found out
his son had a party in his house when he was gone. How he found out was
unknown, but Shoto’s phone was confiscated for a month and he was not allowed
to stay after school for anything. It became harder to see him or keep in
contact with him, except occasionally through facebook messenger when Shoto
could manage to use his laptop for school projects. Even though he was eighteen
now, his father made a point of keeping Shoto on a tight leash by reminding him
that defying his father would be a fatal death blow to his future.
Izuku tried to keep in as much contact with him as possible in school and after
school, but it was hard to with different schedules and Shoto trying had not to
mess up or give his dad a reason to extend his grounding. It was hard but Izuku
understood, they were hoping his dad would let him off his grounding before
Valentines day, but they had no luck. One day Izuku noticed a bruise on Shoto’s
hands and he had broken down about getting into a fight with his dad and
getting so mad that he punched a wall. Izuku kisses his knuckles and tried to
console his boyfriend, everything he kept trying to do to help felt useless,
but Shoto reassured him that it did help.
Then came a day Izuku was not expecting to happen, he was not even sure why it
had happened, but it did. Izuku was genuinely minding his own business when he
had ran into Denki and the awkward tension skipped over into a hostile one.
“Watch where you’re going man,” Denki sneered at him and Izuku immediately took
to a defensive stance, which was him cowering back from Denki.
“S-Sorry.”
“Yeah well you should be, my life’s been shitty cause of you Deku,” Denki spat
at him and Izuku wanted to run and hide, especially since a bunch of students
were watching this exchange, especially at Izuku.
“C-can we just be friends again D-Denki? I-I have nothing to do with this,”
Izuku finally said, deciding he could not leave it alone, which was a big
mistake.

“Actually Deku you have a lot to do with this, don’t even pretend you did not
know what was going on with Shoto and I before you two were official-”

“Yeah and from what I heard you weren't that great to him either, if you want
to take it out don’t do it to me. If you still have an issue with Shoto talk to
him, don’t bitch at me and get your dick in a twist, I don’t need this,” and
with a huff Izuku had retreated quickly before the exchange could get anymore
heated. It was terrible, but it had to be said and Izuku would of rather now
than later.
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“I don’t get what his issue is with you,” Ochaco said as she dipped a fry into
her milkshake. They were at the old dinner, this time with Hitoshi and Tsu, who
Izuku got along with very well so he did not mind having her around for these
talks.
“What did he even do with Shoto before you guys were dating?” Ochaco asked,
strumming her pink polished nails on the tabletop.
Izuku shrugged, “ from what I gathered it was nothing consensual, meaning they
must of gotten drunk and did something dumb, but apparently Denki thinks there
was more to it than that or something…”

“It sounds like he needs to confront Shoto about his issues and just talk it
out with him,” Tsu said, popping her jaw.
“Yeah! That’s what I basically told him, but man was I scared, I just wished we
were all on friend terms again, it kind of blows not being friends with him…”

“Huh, I am so glad I’m not inflicted by the confines of high school drama,”
Hitoshi said with a shit eating grin, “college is more simple, if you don’t
want to see someone then you just deal with them for a semester two times a
week, tell them to fuck off and luckily never see them again.”

“Sounds nice, I wish high school worked like that,” Ochaco sighed.

“It does in other countries like Canada,” Tsu pointed out.
“If only we lived in Canada.”
 
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When Izuku and Shoto were able to see eachother again after school they had
spent their first day back in eachother’s company alone like how most teens
should appropriately. Cuddled up in Izuku’s bed with Shoto’s pipe while the old
soundtracks of All Might games played off of Izuku’s laptop. Shoto was super
stressed and wanted to see Izuku and Izuku had been a nervous wreck the entire
time for Shoto’s sake and because of the Denki drama. So when Shoto asked if
they could smoke in his room after school, Izuku was not going to deny either
of them that pleasure.
Shoto was a casual stoner, he had only two pipes and a small, yet well hidden
stash that got him through the rough parts of things. Izuku was glad he was the
pipe kind of guy, rolling papers were never his style, nor did Izuku really
trust someone who would not treat themselves to a nice glass piece. His head
buzzed nicely and the weed that Shoto had brought was really something else,
like a full body high that really got Izuku in the mood. Lucky for him the same
went for Shoto when he had instigated sensual kissing with his boyfriend. He
took a long time tasting his mouth and feeling how well his hands felt on his
hips or how they shifted to where Shoto was in Izuku’s lap moaning softly.
Lubing Shoto up was soft and gentle, it was a sensory overload with plenty of
moans and soft pleads he could hear from his boyfriend’s mouth. Sinking into
Shoto’s heat was the best feeling and Izuku let him ride him, slow and rough
until he came on Izuku’s stomach and Izuku had came crashing into his own
release, dizzy and huffing for breath.
Shoto kissed him softly and curled up with him on bed and they were entranced
by the sound of the music, how the pale sunlight filtered in through the
curtains and  how their skin felt against each other and the sheets. Izuku
could be like this forever, at some point though he had grabbed tissues to
clean his stomach off and slide out of Shoto when he had realized his softened
cock was still inside of him. He had managed to toss the condom and tissues
away without much movement and Shoto dragged him back into his arms, inhaling
Izuku’s scent.
“S’mell good,” he muttered and Izuku let out a breathy laugh.
“I smell like stress, sex and weed.”

“I like all those scents on you except the stress.”

At some point they floated into the kitchen on Shoto’s request to make instant
ramen and smoked another bowl. Izuku decided it did not matter considering his
mother was going to be late again tonight. Izuku opened up a window and slurped
on the rest of his noodles while Shoto took a hit. Izuku quickly became
enamored by how Shoto looked holding ramen noodles with chopsticks in one hand
and a pipe in the other.

“You should be a model,” he found himself telling him, drinking the broth as he
continued to stare at Shoto, who seemed to be so fascinating to Izuku. It was
either the weed or the sensational overwhelming hormones mixed with his
feelings.
“Yeah? That’s an interesting thought,” Shoto replied, smoke curling out of his
mouth and into his hair.
“I’m serious, plus you’re body is so fucking well maintained, I don’t even know
how you do it, but you could seriously be a drop dead handsome model,” Izuku
ranted on like this was a super important point he needed to make.
“They would have to put makeup over my scar everyday and photoshop it a little
sense there’s scar tissue there,” he pointed out.
“Yeah but they will always photoshop you anyways, but you could be the best
model in the world and we can run away to California or something, it’ll be
great.”

“Haha, I think you’re over thinking the dream a bit,” Izuku watched Shoto pay
attention into his bowl when he said this.
“No seriously, just you and me, we could go anywhere and make an amazing life
for ourselves, I could work, get an apartment, cover it with a lot of
succulents, they would be our children. You can live out the dream of being a
model or whatever you want and we could even get a cat.”

Shoto smiled softly, looking into his ramen bowl affectionately, “can we adopt
a cat? Maybe a rescue and give her the weirdest name possible.”

“Exactly! It’s the ideal dream Shoto, you me, our apartment covered in
succulents and our rescue cat uh- Oolong!”
Shoto laughed out loud and Izuku couldn’t help but feel super attracted to how
he laughed. He watched as his head bent over into his bowl briefly before he
pulled his head back up, laughing like it was the funniest thing to him. Then
there were tears in his eyes and Izuku was even more enraptured by Shoto’s
happy face, crying tears of boundless joy.

“That sound’s perfect Izuku.”
Chapter End Notes
     Hey guys, than you so much for reading and keeping up with this fic
     as I get closer to finishing it, I don't have a set amount of
     chapters in order for when it is going to be done, but I do know that
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***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Summary
     Who's ready for prom and for shit to hit the fan? Cause I'm not and I
     wrote this story!
Chapter Notes
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Prom. Prom came quicker than expected and it was hell on Earth.
Coordinating...was stressful. Obviously Izuku and Shoto wanted to go together,
but it was a lot more complicated than that. Shoto had to be on his best
behavior with his father up to the event to be even allowed to go. Meanwhile
Ochaco and Tsu were dragging Izuku around to help pick out the best outfits and
accessories. Even though Izuku was no good at that he didn’t mind helping his
best friend and her nerdy girlfriend coordinate colors and find something nice.
“I think you two should go with black and green, if your coordinating favorite
colors,” Izuku says while the two were picking out what colors they wanted to
coordinate with.
Tsu played with the sashes of a black sleek dress she was wearing, doing slow
and steady twirls. She pressed her tongue on the inside of her cheek, making it
bulge out.
“I think that would be the best option, what do you think Ochaco?” Tsu replied,
turning her head towards the dressing room where Ochaco was trying dress on in.
Ochaco slipped out, in a simple dark green dress, the skirt was short but it
puffed out with black tulle making it more puffed out and pretty. She smiled
and adjusted the strapless piece over her cleavage.

“I think it will work perfectly, I like this one by the way, it makes me feel…
Bouncy!” Ochaco did a tiny hop when she said this and Tsu laughed and kissed
Ochaco on the cheek chastely.
“You made plans with Shoto right?” Ochaco asked after her and Tsu played around
with messing with their dresses.

Izuku looked up from his phone, he was in the middle of sending a text to
Tenya, “uh yeah,” he clicked his phone off, “he’s buying me a ticket and his
dad thinks he’s going with Denki and his friends..”

“Wait he still uses Denki as an excuse?” Tsu shot Izuku a perplexed look.

Izuku sighed, “yeah, he hates doing it, but his dad still thinks they're
friends..”

“That’s going to backfire eventually…” Ochaco said uneasily and Izuku nodded.

“I agree, but his dad is like one of those ‘pick your friends’ parent, he’s
super strict on him and if he finds out his sons not only a homo but is dating
me… Well I can only imagine what kind of hell Shoto would be in, it’s
frustrating.”

Ochaco and Tsu nodded, they could only imagine as well, since their parents
were the nice die hard accepting kind. Izuku’s mom was too, Tenya’s parents
were strict, they would cry if they thought their son was gay, but they would
accept him. Even Katsuki’s parents were in love with Izuku when he and Katsuki
were dating, it was odd. There were still parents and situations were never the
same though, Shoto’s dad was a good example of that, but Izuku was also sure
that his other classmates and their family lives were either more or less like
his family life. Even if Shoto’s dad accepted that he was not straight, he
would still force Shoto to probably marry someone rich and beneficial. That’s
how his world worked and Izuku knew he struggled with it every day. So he’ll
give Shoto peace of mind, anything he wanted to do for himself Izuku was
willing to help make that happen. He wanted him to know that he had so many
options and could do so much with his life, they are only just high school
seniors and graduation was going to hit fast…
===============================================================================
“Hey!” Izuku spoke cheerily when he picked up his phone.

“Hey I got the tickets, I told my dad I’m going to be at Denki’s all night, I’m
heading over soon,” Shoto’s voice came from the other end of the call and Izuku
paced around in the living room wearing a tux his mom helped him rent.
His mother was home for once, messing with Izuku’s hair and moving around
excitedly with her phone, taking pictures of him. She was so doting and loving,
Izuku was so lucky.
“Alright, you sure it will be ok?”

“Positive, I’ll see you in a bit, love you.”

“Love you!”

Flatline, Izuku hung up and batted at his mom when she tried to fix his bowtie.
He was nervous about tonight, hopefully everything will go well and they can
just be stupid teenagers with their friends and no one has to get hurt from
conflicting parties or whatnot.
I just want to have a good night with my best friends and my boyfriend.

When Shoto showed up to pick Izuku up his mom demanded photos, to which Shoto
complied to and Izuku let his mother live out that one moment a parent has with
their teenage kid. Taking pictures and embarrassing them in front of their
date.

“You two look so handsome!” she chatted at them, “make sure you come home
sometime tomorrow Izuku, I don’t want to worry about anything bad happening to
you!”

“Don’t worry mom, I’ll call you, ok?”

“Alright, now get out of here before I take any more photos!”

With that Shoto put his elbow out to Izuku who gladly took it into his hand,
letting his boyfriend escort him to the passenger side of his car.
===============================================================================
Izuku was smushed between Todoroki and Tsu in a booth at the same diner while
his other classmates flittered around the establishment in their dresses and
tuxes. To his surprise, Tenya showed up late with Hitoshi behind him wearing
skinny jeans, a button down, a formal dress vest and a purple bowtie. They
joined the group on the booth and Izuku was practically in Tsu’s lap.

“Hitoshi! What are you doing here?” Izuku asked, scooting more into Shoto’s lap
as Tsu squished against Ochaco, who giggled at this.
“I wanted the high school prom experience, technically I’m Tenya’s date,”
Hitoshi replied, clasping a hand on Tenya’s shoulder, “go easy tonight big guy,
it’s my first time after all.”

Izuku cracked up laughing with Ochcaco when they saw the horrified expression
on Tenya’s face. Shoto snorted and Tsu was grinning while Tenya tried to
explain to Hitoshi that he was not interested in him in “that way.”

“Chill your jets, I plan on getting fucked by my friend Mary Jane tonight, not
you.”

“You’re going to ditch your date for another person?!” Tenya was all shades of
shocked before Ochaco kicked him lightly under the table.

“He means he wants to get stoned Tenya,” Tsu explained as her hands fiddled
with the napkin dispenser.

“....Oh, just not on school grounds, you’ll be kicked out or worse,” Tenya
warned Hitoshi who shrugged.

“I’m homeschooled so they can’t really suspend me, if I get kicked out I’ll
just hitch a ride with the girls, they're nice people.”

Shoto scoffed, “and Izuku and I aren’t?”

“You two are nice, but you’ll probably be the only ones having sex tonight,
this is just foreplay.”

Tenya and Izuku were the only ones flustered and blushing while Shoto chewed on
the inside of his cheek in thought before Ochaco butted in her two cents.
“What if me and Tsu want to fuck around? I’m not driving you anywhere tonight
Hitoshi,” she threatened lightly, wrapping an arm around Tsu’s waist.
“I’ll give you some of my stash and half a brownie.”

“Deal!”

“...Do we really make trades in friendship with promise of illegal substances
and favors?” Tenya remarked, a little appalled.

“Tenya you’re the golden one in this friendship,” Izuku said, gesturing around
their booth.

“Yeah, no matter what happens or occurs, you’ll still probably benefit the most
sense you’re the heart of the group. No one can deny you or refuse you due to
your purity and loving status,” Tsu pointed this out blankly right as the
waitress came around to ask for orders.

Once their drinks were passed around the booth, conversation came back smoothly
with compliments being tossed here and there over outfits and Ochaco mentioning
how Izuku almost used a wine bottle as a buttplug at Thanksgiving.

“Ok one that's a lie, two it was your idea  and three why are you bringing this
up?” Izuku asked in the most tired and exasperated tone.

“Wait, you two snuck off and drank an entire bottle of wine at Thanksgiving? I
was looking everywhere for you two!” Tenya gasped in shock.

“I’m more interested as to why you were going to shove a wine bottle up your
ass Izuku,” Hitoshi commented, looking at him slyly.

“I wasn’t going to! Ochaco is bending my words around here!”

“It's ok, I think you could of fit it if you tried,” Shoto commented, sipping
his water and Izuku choked at how subtly the remark was and now his friends
were howling with laughter.
===============================================================================
The school went for an underwater theme, but like any other occasion that had
to do with prom or the theme, no one dressed like a mermaid or coordinated with
the theme at all. Which was perfectly fine with Izuku, he liked how the blue
and purple lighting looked on Shoto anyways. Dancing with his friends was
exhausting, but a fun kind of exhausting, Ochaco liked to swing Izuku around
like they were kids, Tenya always went for doing the robot and Hitoshi
constantly tried to see how many times he could dip Izuku before Shoto butted
in. It was all in good fun and Izuku even got to dance with Tsu a bit in the
stereotypical way of moving around next to each other and enjoying the music.
They took over one of the tables that was covered in blue tissue paper and
seashell ornaments. Izuku ditched his tux blazer and shoes along with Ochaco
who peeled her heels off and adjusted her bra, complaining about boob sweat.
Tsu and Shoto went to get them drinks while they cooled off, Tenya was
conversing at the table next to theirs with Momo, Izuku had no clue where
Hitoshi was.

“Our dates are hot,” Ochaco commented, she was checking out Tsu and Shoto
through the crowd while they visited the water coolers with cups in their
hands.

“Mhmm, I would totally suck Shoto’s dick right now if it was socially
acceptable to do in public,” Izuku said without thought to Ochaco.

“Totally, I would love to wrap Tsu’s pretty legs around my face right now,”
Ochaco replied.
“We’re perverts huh?”

“Yeah totally, I don’t think our dates mind though.”

“Mhmm, I hate that I’m horny right now because I know the rest of prom is going
to wear me out,” Izuku complained and Ochaco chuckled at him.

“You two don’t have to stay the entire time, just show up to the bonfire for
after prom, I won't tell a soul,” Ochaco winked at him deviously.

Hitoshi showed up with two cups of water and sat next to Izuku, handing him a
cup and then Ochaco right as Tsu and Shoto were coming back with their drinks.
He gave their dates a shit eating grin and went, “what?” as they glared at him.
As the night went on, Izuku was tugged back out to dance by Shoto when a slow
song came on.

“I want the full prom date experience,” Shoto grinned as he placed his hands on
Izuku’s waist and Izuku complied to wrap his arms around Shoto’s neck.
They swayed while an old slow song played and the blue and purple strobe
lighting flashed over Shoto’s face. Izuku found himself staring at him while
they danced, he couldn’t take his eyes off of his.

“You know I never asked how you get your hair done,” Izuku said without a
reason or thought to it.

Shoto snorted at him, “I go to a salon, my dad hates it, but after I purposely
gave myself a bad hair dye job in New York he said he didn’t want me to fuck up
my hair anymore. So now, when I go to get my hair done it’s however I want it
to be done or else I get a box of obnoxious neon green dye and fuck up my
hair.”

“That’s pretty genius, I like how it looks, you always look amazing.”

“You say that even though you always look very dazzling yourself,” as Shoto
said this he twirled Deku around playfully and swung him back into their lazy
swaying.
Izuku’s mouth went dry momentarily, meeting Shoto’s eyes again after the twirl.

“Please tell me I’m not the only one who wants to fuck on prom night,” Izuku
ended up blurting out to Shoto quietly.
“You’re not, I’m tempted to do something really reckless though… You in?” Shoto
leaned in to whisper into his ear and Izuku nodded eagerly. Shoto gripped his
hand and guided him through the dancing and groups of girls sitting along the
walls with their shoes off.

They snuck into the main part of the school, fluttering around lockers, Izuku
purposefully gropped at Shoto’s thighs and he shot Izuku an intense look that
he could not escape.
Izuku giggled and pulled him into a kiss against the lockers before skittering
away. Shoto caught his hand again  and steered Izuku in a certain direction
down the dark hallways.
“Where are we going?” Izuku giggled uncontrollably as Shoto stopped by a
corner, peering around the hallway.

“Shh, we’re not supposed to be here, we’ll be going somewhere… fun”

Shoto tugged Izuku down the hallways quickly, it was dark and dim, but he
caught how they slipped down the stairwell to the workout rooms below the
school. They raced down the long creepy corridors while Izuku yelped and Shoto
pinned him against the wall briefly to kiss him deeply, pulling back to tug him
to the end of the corridor that lead outside briefly and then to the locker
rooms the sport’s teams used in season.

The door was locked, Shoto patted himself down before finding a chain of keys
he had in his inner tux pocket. Izuku shot him a concerned look.

“Isn't that the…”

“You forget I’m an aid for the front office, having access to keys is a bonus,”
Shoto explained as he shuffled through the keys on the chain.

“Ok, but aren’t you supposed to not have them outside of school?” Izuku asked
with concern after Shoto found the right key and slotted into the keyhole.

“Yeah, I’m an exception sense I do after school work, surprisingly I don’t just
sit in the library and makeout with my boyfriend all day, although that is an
ideal life,” Shoto grinned as he opened the door.

Putting the keys away they closed and locked the door behind them. It was dark
and the tiles under Izuku’s shoes made their footsteps ten times as loud.

“Ok, but I dont get why here?”

“Have you ever been in these locker rooms before?” Shoto asked as they walked
through the shower stalls and into the locker room portion of the building.

“Not really, I don’t do sports…”
“I don’t either, but being an office aid is like getting a pass into everything
on school grounds, running errands and getting students for office calls is fun
and all, but…”

Past the locker rooms there was another wide room, it was almost pitch black in
here, Shoto groped the wall before flickering on the lights. The room was like
a lounge almost, with a refrigerator, couches, pool tables, foosball, and a
table with a bunch of chairs by a white board. The walls were decorated in team
photos and trophies.

“What th-”

“The school budget puts a ridiculous amount into our sports teams, they have a
rec room in their own locker rooms, it’s ridiculous. I hate how schools over
glorify and put sports activities first, all schools do it, but I like the idea
of defiling these areas,” Shoto explains, adjusting the lighting to a dimmer
option on the light switch’s dial.

“...Do you just get off on rebellion Shoto?” Izuku asked walking through the
room slowly, taking a moment to sit up on the pool table, running a hand over
the green velvet.

“I love the appeal yeah, I wouldn’t be me if I wasn’t rebellious, but you know
what..”

Shoto took off his tux, walking towards Izuku slowly, the intense look he held
on him along with his movements felt similar to how a predator would stalk it’s
prey. Izuku spread his legs and leaned back on the pool table, tilting his chin
up at him. Except this was not like that, this was two predators preying on
each other. Shoto slid up between Izuku’s legs and leaned over him, he climbed
on top of the pool table and Izuku slid back to give him room.

“I love you a lot more.”

Izuku grabbed Shoto by his bowtie and dragged him down onto his mouth. He
parted and scavenged through Shoto’s mouth, making him shudder and reply with
tongue and teeth. Shoto’s tongue slid against the roof of Izuku’s mouth and he
whined, moving his hands down to cup Shoto through his pants. Shoto’s mouth
parted from Izuku’s to hiss and moan while he thrusted into Izuku’s hand
shallowly. Shoto’s breath ghosted over Izuku’s face and he drank it up,
pressing a kiss on Shoto’s neck.

“As much as I like the idea of fucking on pool tables, I think I want you to
fuck me against the lockers,” Izuku whispered into Shoto’s ear, “you have lube
right?”
Shoto nodded and moved back to retrieve a packet of lube from his pocket and
Izuku took it greedily, pushing his pants off.

“You know what I want you to do Shoto?” Izuku asked as he ripped open the
packet of lube and got his fingers slick. “I want you to watch me finger myself
for you… But you can’t touch me or yourself, other wise I don’t think this
would be fun.”

Izuku watched Shoto swallow dryly, but he complied, backing off of the pool
table as Izuku spread himself out and dipped his hand down between his legs. He
sat up as he pressed his fingers into himself, letting out a loud moan, biting
his lip as he shoved two in at once. His free hand trailed down over his neck
and his chest while he thrusted his fingers into himself, eyes half lidded and
on Shoto. Shoto was watching intently, he looked like he wanted to do something
so badly. The way Izuku looked at him spoke a lot of words, one in particular
that seemed to be screaming was, “watch me”.

Izuku added another finger and started to scissor himself open, his head
tilting back, eye closed and a moan spilling from his lips. He was moaning
Shoto’s name and thrusted his hips into his fingers, he was getting caught up
on his own act of tempting his boyfriend, who was starting to breath heavily
now. He slowly lifted his head back up and locked eyes with Shoto.

“D-Do you like watching me Shoto? Or would you rather be the one making me a
mess?” as Izuku said this he removed his fingers, excess lube dripped onto the
pool table, but he couldn’t care less.
“I think I’d rather be making you a wreck on those lockers right now,” Shoto
breathed shakily.

Izuku slid off of the pool table and maneuvered around it quickly, “come on
then.”

Shoto followed right after Izuku as he slipped into the dark locker room. He
felt himself being pushed up against the cold lockers with a hiss and Shoto’s
mouth was all over him, on his lips, on his neck, biting and marking him up.
Izuku was flipped around, cheek pressed against the cold metal of the lockers,
he pressed his ass out and giggled a little bit when he heard Shoto undo his
pants.

Izuku took him in and shuddered feeling Shoto press in and fill him out. The
stretch was there and there was a faint buzzing in Izuku’s head. He rutted
inside of Izuku harshly, pressing him up against the lockers with each thrust,
hissing and moaning inside of him. Shoto’s lips pressed against the shell of
Izuku’s ear and whispered to him in a husky tone, “you like it when I’m rough
right?”

Izuku let out a breathy moan, shivering as he gladly thrusted against Shoto’s
movements, “f-fuck yes, g-god Shoto, you feel so good.”

Shoto kissed Izuku’s cheek before he started to pound inside of him harder,
making Izuku whimper out and grip the locker’s desperately. He felt Shoto’s
hand wrap around his cock and stroke him while he was being thrashed against
the lockers. Izuku was practically screaming at this point in pleasure as the
pounded caused his right foot to go numb and he came against himself and the
lockers. Shoto followed soon after, biting into Izuku’s clothed shoulder as he
spilled inside of him.

“Fuck, sorry, I should of put on a condom-”

Izuku turned around to press his mouth against Shoto, shuddering and lively in
his post orgasmic state.

“I like how it feels, it’s fine, help me clean up?”

Shoto pressed a kiss back onto Izuku’s mouth, “gladly.”
 
===============================================================================
Shoto and Izuku decided to leave their mess on the pool table, but they cleaned
up the semen on the lockers due to Izuku getting paranoid about DNA testing.
Shoto had helped Izuku clean up the load in his ass as graciously as one would
do on prom night with their prom date. They decided they should leave soon
before someone caught them in there, but right as they left the glorified
sports team locker room they ran into two other students. It was Katsuki and
Eijiro.

They had nearly ran into one another opening the door back to the training hall
corridor, Katsuki’s tie was undone and Eijiro had his arms wrapped around
Katsuki, nibbling on his ear. It seems like Katuski was in the middle of
yelling at his boyfriend, who was cheekily smiling at that when they bumped
into the other group.
“GOD FUCK-” Katsuki cursed defensively, gripping Eijiro behind him, on reflex
Izuku was behind Shoto, who stiffened up.

“What the fuck are you two fuck wads doing here?!” Katsuki yelled at them when
he realized who they were.

“None of your business,” Shoto replied simply and Katsuki sneered at him before
his eyes latched onto Izuku and then back to Shoto.
“You’re not supposed to be fucking with the team’s lockerooms fuck nuts.”

“Then what were you two going to do then, hm?”

Katsuki was a little caught off guard by Shoto’s reply before glaring hard at
him and Izuku.

“Fuck off and go die, find better places to fuck, nasty,” Katsuki seemed more
tamed when he said this, walking away from them with Eijiro who shot a half
apologetic look at Shoto and Izuku, while also giving them a thumbs up. They
watched as Katsuki and Eijiro headed in a different direction as the locker
rooms now in mild interest.

“Hm, you ok?” Shoto asked Izuku who nodded back.

“Yeah… I think Katsuki has changed for some reason… weird.”

“People do tend to do that, c’mon let’s go before a teacher catches us.”
===============================================================================
After prom activities varied depending on who you were with, usually the school
held a few fun after prom activities, but the superior option was obviously
going to the local lake to make a bonfire and smoke weed. Hitoshi had set them
up with his college friends and a pack of beer, but obviously most people were
interested in trying to like a blunt with the fire, it was stupid but
entertaining.
Tsu and Ochaco had opted to go walk on the lake shore, but in the distance
Izuku can see Ochaco wading in the water with Tsu, who was holding her prom
dress up as Ochaco splashed her lightly. Teny spoke about going to go tell them
the dangers of getting hypothermia, but Hitoshi stopped him with a comment
about, “interrupting the sacred lesbian mating ritual.” Which goaded him into a
conversation about the “intricate implications of passion through the delicate
way of splashing.” Hitoshi was very good at getting people into distracting
conversations, especially ones that he always seemed to have control over.
Hitoshi’s purple bong was out and Izuku had taken at least two hits from it
before he found himself talking to Hitoshi.

“So, you are your boyfriend get down and dirty yet?” he asked nonchalantly,
leaning against a tree next to zuku.

“Mhmm, I’m tempted to go again though.”

“How much fucking energy do you have?”

“A lot, I have good stamina and a hot boyfriend, two dangerous things in my
position.”

“True, think you guys ever want any company between you two?”

Izuku shot Hitoshi and confused look of pure appalment. Hitoshi wasn’t asking
to… was he?
“Dude no,” Hitoshi said, looking at Izuku blankly, “not for me, Tenya.”
Oh.
 
Wait.
 
…
 
What.
 
“W-what?” Izuku looked at Hitoshi, shocked and confused, “isn’t Tenya
straight?”

“Dude you’re best friends with the guy and you couldn’t tell he wasn’t
straight? I’m disappointed in your gay-dar skills, besides he doesn't even
realize it either. He totally has the hots for you and Shoto and with my
analyzing skills of amazingness, I doubt if you three shagged that it would be
weird, considering you and Ochaco’s history.”

“Ok true, but I don’t want to break Tenya like that, he didn’t even know how
gay people have sex until Thanksgiving, if Shoto and I even insinuated fucking
him he would probably be overwhelmed, besides… I-I kinda like having Shoto to
myself?”

Izuku ran his hands through his hair nervously and Hitoshi placed a hand on his
shoulder. He never thought about what it would be like to be in a polyamorous
relationship, would it be like what Katsuki tried to force him into? It was
overwhelming to think about.
“It’s cool dude, I’m not going to pressure you into fucking your best friend
and your boyfriend, I’m just saying he’s got a thing for you two and… If you’re
not going to suck his dick I will.”

Izuku choked on nothing and gave Hitoshi a weird look of, what the fuck
dude?Hitoshi laughed at Izuku menacingly.

“I would say I’m kidding but I’m not, he’s so uptight and nice, it's
intoxicating, I think if I blow him he’ll probably chill down a few notches,
with his consent of course.”

“God, Hitoshi Shinso, why are you going to corrupt my best friend?”

“I’m your best friend too you know.”

“True.”
After the conversation, Ochaco and Tsu came back to the bonfire, holding hands
and one of Hitoshi’s friends opened up a bag of marshmallows. The bonfire was
small, but it was fun to mess with a stick, Izuku always liked to play with
fire. It was nice and calming to watch sparks shoot up, although he was forced
to stop doing so when Tenya claimed he almost caught his dress shirt on fire.
Izuku found Shoto roasting a marshmallow on a stick by Tsu and Izuku made his
way over to wrap his arms around his boyfriend’s waist, smelling his sweat,
cologne and the campfire on him.
“How’s it going hot stuff?” Izuku mumbled into Shoto’s neck, getting on his
tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
Shoto let out a huff of air in amusement at Izuku, “It’s going, I see that
Hitoshi has been taken by Tenya over there,” Shoto nodded his head over to
where Hitoshi was sitting with Tenya on a log. Hitoshi was talking to Tenya
with a grin on his face and Izuku watched him get up, touching Tenya’s shoulder
before he followed after Hitoshi into the woods.
“I didn’t think Tenya would be seduced so easily,” Izuku mumbled into Shoto’s
shoulder, of which he got a weird look from Shoto. “It’s nothing, don’t worry
about it, but um...there’s something on my mind..”

Shoto brought his golden marshmallow away from the fire and ate it bit by bit
off of the stick, raising his eyebrows at Izuku, go on.
Izuku leaned up on his toes to whisper into Shoto’s ear, “I wouldn’t mind going
for round two in your car, or maybe we can go skinny dipping…” he whispered
this suggestively to him.
Shoto ate the rest of his marshmallow and tossed his stick into the fire, “my
car has a heater, lets go.”
===============================================================================
Shoto had a dirty mouth when he wanted to, for example, he was promptly in
Izuku’s lap in the shotgun seat of his nice car moaning to have Izuku’s dick in
him. Izuku’s calloused hand was pumping Shoto’s cock slowly, teasing him as he
reached for one of the packets of lube. Shoto grabbed at the head rest, lifting
up to kick his pants off, Izuku slid his boxers down with his pants. Izuku
liked it when he worked Shoto up like this, he was needy and at his mercy,
wonderfully willing and breathy.

Izuku’s fingers scissored inside Shoto at his command, stretching him open with
one hand while the other still slowly pumped his aching cock.

“Izuku, Izuku, Izuku, Izuku,” Shoto was panting and whining his name out
loudly, pleadingly, his voice pitched up higher when his fingers prodded at his
prostate. His voice made Izuku’s cock throb inside his pants and he wanted to
will Shoto to be prepared already by any ungodly force there was.

“P-Please, I want you in me right now,” he whined in such a way that was the
most expressive thing Izuku had seen him be, outside of the times when his face
light up and told Izuku that he loved him.
Izuku removed his fingers, hastily working them to pull his pants and boxers
down, once his cock was free, Shoto had his hand gripping his cock, pumping
Izuku up with lube, before settling down onto him. Izuku felt himself throb
hard inside of Shoto, he was so hot and tight, the pressure was deliciously
nice and when he thrusted down on Izuku he wined. He felt like he was melting
as Shoto fucked himself on Izuku, gripping his hips and bending over to drink
in Izuku’s moans on his lips. Izuku felt dizzy, caught in this haze of Shoto
and pleasure, it was quickly broken when the sound of a loud car door
reverberated next to the car.

It caused him and Shoto to stop, the windows were fogged up and they both could
hear angry footsteps coming towards the car. Shoto removed himself off of
Izuku, launching himself towards the driver’s side to lock the doors as a loud
knock came from the driver’s side and then the door opened. Izuku didn’t see
who opened the door, he was busy tucking his dick back into his pants with
haste, he heard shouting and Shoto dove into the back seats. That’s when Izuku
saw Shoto’s dad, looking at him in from the driver’s side, with disgust and
distaste.
The driver’s door slammed shut and the doors to the back opened.

“Get out Shoto!” he heard his father yell as Shoto managed to pull on pants.
Izuku got out of the car and Shoto opted to getting out on Izuku’s side,
putting Izuku behind him defensively. Once outside the cold night air dragged
them into a clearer reality as Shoto’s dad glared at Shoto with only the car in
between them.
“How the fuck did you even find me?” Shoto said before his dad could get a word
in.
“I still have GPS control on your phone Shoto, you LIED to me- to do what? To
go sleep around with local degenerates? You’re coming home right now!”

Izuku gripped the back of Shoto’s shirt, he could tell they were both angry and
fired up and he did not know what to do. The yelling was making his nerves go
haywire and he was getting over emotional real fast.

“I lied to you because that’s the only way I can be myself dad,” Shoto shot at
him, reaching back to grab Izuku’s arm. “Don’t you dare try to to insult him
either, all you do is just walk on people with your egocentric bullshit.”

“Oh and what? You think you can just do what you want? That’s not how the world
works Shoto, there’s real life consequences, why are you defending that slut?
Is he your boyfriend? Grow up Shoto.”

“He IS and I HAVE, you just think you can plan out my life because you fucked
my mother and I’m the only child that you thought was “good enough”. You’re a
deranged old man, I despise you and I am never going to be like you.”
The intense anger and redness in Shoto’s face was nothing compared to the anger
in his dad’s face. He was red all over and tense enough that Izuku can see the
muscles in his neck up to his facial hair. Eyes were nothing but pits of blue
hellfire and Izuku was sure that if his dad got his hands on Shoto he would
kill him. This was toxic and dangerous territory.
“Get in my car and we will talkabout your punishment when we get home Shoto,”
his father pointed at the car  behind them. Izuku felt how Shoto tensed his
grip on his arm and Izuku reached up to hold his hand in his own.

“Shoto,” his dad sighed, “if you don’t I’m going to call the cops here and bail
you out of jail anyways, so do as I say andget in the car.”
Shoto’s glared increased on his dad before he broke it in defeat. He turned
around to Izuku and hugged him tightly.

“I’m sorry.”

Izuku watched as Shoto got in his dad’s car, even though his face was monotone
and back to being even more stoic as usual, he looked sad to Izuku. And it
hurt.
Chapter End Notes
     >>If you leave comments below it helps encourage me to write more, so
     I would heavily appreciate it if you did that!<<
     We're getting closer to finishing and I am not so sure how I feel
     about that, a little tired, maybe excited for the Bakushima version,
     which will explain SO MUCH THAT HAS HAPPENED IN THIS CHAPTER AS WELL
     AS OTHER THINGS.
     Did you guys like the Todoiideku implied thing there? I thought it
     was cute to poke at it, it's a cute ship. Did not mean to start
     something with Shinsou X Tenya, but my hands slipped and it made
     sense in this au for Shinsou to me. If you want to know what happened
     between Shinsou and Tenya in the woods let me know, because I am no
     stranger to writing sex scenes.
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Summary
     This is a short chapter, but it is important,it's basically a small
     continuation of the last chapter though.
Chapter Notes
     If I was lucky enough for someone to make art based off of any of my
     fanfictions I would be so blessed (please spread the word on tumblr)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Nerves. Nerves always got to Izuku and after Shoto was driven off by his
father, Ochaco was holding onto Izuku as he cried in worry and fear. He was not
sure what was going to happen to him and he was terrified of what could happen
to him, if his dad was going to beat him, keep him from seeing anyone or pull
him from school for homeschooling. Izuku had to hold his head in between his
legs and breathe deeply while Ochaco and Tenya comforted him, Hitoshi was
getting his college friends to pack up and Tsu stayed by Ochaco out of concern
for Izuku.

Izuku was trembling as Ochaco rubbed his back, he told them he just needed a
solid moment. Hitoshi’s college friends had left, it was easy to get them to
leave when Hitoshi mentioned Shoto’s dad threatening to call the cops. Tenya
went to help Hitoshi snuff out the fire, Ochaco and Tsu packed up a few things
in their own car. Izuku looked at the ground and felt helpless, so utterly
helpless. Shoto was with his dad right now and it hurt him.
He did not like this feeling inside of him, he hated not doing anything and the
lack of his better judgement had him sucking up his nerves and asking Ochaco to
drop him off at Shoto’s house.

“W-woah, wait, Izuku, are you sure that’s a good idea?” Ochaco asked, rubbing a
hand on his arm in concern, her pink lips trembled slightly and Izuku nodded as
firmly as he could.
“Yes, I’m sure, I want to make sure he’s okay, knowing his dad, he’ll probably
not have his phone anymore- please Ochaco, I don’t like this one bit..”

Ochaco moved her hand to his shoulder and looked deeply into Izuku’s eyes,
finding her confirmation in them, “alright, you better text me.”
Driving with Ochaco and Tsu was very ded conversationally, Ochaco had a blunt
in one hand while she drove and Tsu had messed with the radio until she found
an old 80’s channel. The low sounds of 80’s pop filled the silence along with
the silent hum of Ochaco’s car, Izuku recollected himself during the drive,
focusing on the senses around him. Music, smell of weed, the crisp night air
sliding over his face and the fragrance of Ochaco and Tsu’s perfume. Once in
town, Izuku looked at the few coffee shops still open for prom night and the
bowling alley open for after prom students. The night life was a little more
lively on prom night, Ochaco had snuffed the blunt by the time they had hit the
main hub of the town. A cop car passed by and Izuku swore he saw Tenya’s dad
driving the cop car, he had smiled at Ochaco driving by.
Heading to the gated community, Izuku let out a shaky breath and Ochaco had
stopped outside of the community, parking to the side of the road and Izuku
could see the path he knew so well. Ochaco unbuckled her seat belt to pull
Izuku half way up the front of the car to hug him tightly.
“Remember to text me,” she said, squeezing him tightly as he agreed quietly.
Tsu demanded a quick hug from him before he slipped out and watched Ochaco
reverse and turn away from the gated community, towards her own neighborhood,
surely at least her and Tsu can enjoy the rest of their prom night.
It was dark and the forest was scary, but Izuku went along the path, he had to
see Shoto, he had to be there for him, he could not stand this helpless feeling
and doing nothing. Through the path back behind the houses of the community, he
found himself looking into Shoto’s room from the bushes. There was not a light
on in Shoto’s room and the curtains weren’t drawn back. Izuku crept in close to
Shoto’s window, he heard nothing in the house stirring, so he looked inside.
In the dark, he can see the light bulb lights illuminating inside of Shoto’s
room slightly, the door was shut and Izuku saw a heap of blankets in the corner
of his room where his bed was. Not wanting to risk making too much noise, Izuku
took out his phone and turned on his flashlight, shining the harsh light inside
at the bed. He moved the light erratically until he saw movement from the bed.
From the sheets he watched Shoto’s face pop out and squint at the direction of
his phone’s light on flashlight mode. Izuku turned it off and Shoto stumbled
towards the window, flipping the latch up and slowly yet quietly he opened the
window. Up close and less obscured by the odd tint and texture of his window,
Izuku could see tear stains on Shoto’s face and his scar visible from where it
was usually covered in makeup. He leaned his head out to see Izuku better, his
mixed matched eyes meeting Izuku’s own solid green ones. Shoto’s eyes looked
sad, but also surprised a little warmer upon seeing Izuku.
“What are you?” Shoto asked in a almost deftly quiet tone, his voice barely
vibrating from his throat.
“I couldn’t stand it,” Izuku half blurted, trying to keep his voice down,
worried about Shoto’s father finding him, “I wanted- no I needed to see you, I
know it’s risky, but… I can’t stand it Shoto.”
“Izuku it’s-”
“No it’s not fine, can you climb out? I’ll help you.”
Shoto moved his succulent garden off of his window sill and with Izuku’s help
he climbed out of the window with high amount of stealth. Once Shoto was
outside, Izuku took his hand and they quickly scurried to the path and kept
walking. Izuku held onto Shoto’s hand tightly as they walked down the path, out
of the gated community, past the school and out towards the hiking park. It was
a little cold out and Izuku was not so sure what time it was, but he knew that
the sun would be rising any minute soon.
“So,” Shoto started, going off of the path to the hiking park, finding a picnic
table to sit on, “I’m not getting pulled from school, but my dad has already
said he had… Arrangements set up for me right after I graduate…”
Izuku joined him on the bench and bit the side of his bottom lip,”
arrangements?”
“I’m being set up with a fiance by the end of June, if I refuse he said he
would liquidate my savings and use a portion of it to euthanize my mom…”
Izuku felt at a loss for words, but not emotions, rage and frustration hit him
hard. “He can’t do that- that has to be illegal Shoto!”
“Yes but I never had control over my savings, or even my bank account, he keeps
all my files stowed away in a safe, my mom on the other hand… He got away with
abusing her by putting her in a mental health ward, obviously he used his money
and influence, I would not doubt he could easily organize and forge a worse
case in scenario euthanization to a patient that was in so much pain that they
could not stand to live anymore… That’s the kind of fucked up world I live in
Izuku and I’m so sorry you were dragged into this.”
Shoto’s bottom lip was quivering, his teeth worked at it as his hands soon
started to shake and his eyes were red and misty. He breathed in deeply,
sniffled as a few angry tears spilled from Shoto’s eyes, he was so broken and
sad. Misery was swirling around him and Izuku pulled Shoto into him and rubbed
his shoulders to give some sort of comfort to him.
“It’s not your fault, if I did not want to be apart of your life I would've
never tried to be your friend to begin with, it’s alright, I will be fine, you
on the other hand…” Izuku threaded his finger’s through Shoto’s hair, shaking
it loosely between his fingers and repeating the process. “You are not alone…
Shoto I want to help you, whatever you want to do.”
“I want to run away with you.”
The blunt force of those words hit Izuku harder than he thought, it was
something he had thought about and had obviously visited and entertained the
idea on multiple occasions. He just never thought it would come to this.
“Not… Not right away… I want to… Think it through more thoroughly, but ideally,
I want to run away with you, I don’t care where, I just want to have a life
with you and yeah that sounds stupidly hormonally driven and we’re just young
adults who shouldn’t be making decisions like this, but it’s what I want. I
don’t expect you to feel the s-”

“I do, I… I actually like the idea of running away with you more than I should
and so much could go wrong, but… But if it’s with you, I think it would be
fine,” Izuku breathed this out, cutting off Shoto and pausing his ministrations
with his head. Shoto moved to look at Izuku better, looking into his eyes.
“Alright… Let plan on it then, run away with me, Izuku Midoriya.”
“Gladly, Shoto Todoroki.”
Chapter End Notes
     >>If you leave comments below it helps encourage me to write more, so
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     Oh yeah, I went there, this was planned form the beginning when I
     wrote this, nothing is a teenage romance fic unless theres stoners,
     drama and the couple try to run away, it's a fun trope.
     In other news, the next few chapters are going to be "fun", hope you
     guys like my sadistic game here.
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     Thank you for reading this chapter by the way, I know it is short,
     but I usually like to think of my writing and chapters like those in
     a book where some chapters are sometimes short, but necessary and
     others are sometimes lengthy or unecessary.
     With love- Jasper
***** Chapter 14 *****
Chapter Summary
     Who loves smart boys and suspicious plot?
Chapter Notes
     Hey dudes, I have been writing this fic pretty much constantly to get
     this out as often as I do, I'm hoping to get this finished before
     school starts back up!
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Ochaco was hitting Izuku up the head with her pipe out of some odd mixture of
emotions, mainly the ones of frustration and fury rang the loudest. She was
silently yelling at Izuku and he knew this was going to be the initial reaction
to expect from what he had initially told her. Ash spilled over Ochaco’s
bedsheets as she climbed on top of him to continue to assault him, stopping
once Izuku had grabbed her pipe and rolled onto the floor.
“Izuku I am your BEST friend, I am not going to let you do something so so-
stupid!” Ochaco huffed, pressing her foot on his chest and keeping him planted
to the ground. Izuku struggled weakly.
“I know! We know it’s dumb Ochaco, but what else can we do- what else can he
do. This is some fucked up shit and- can you please stop giving me that look.”
Ochaco puffed her cheeks out, her face was reddened in frustration,” Izuku
you’re still only seventeen, he could get arrested for something like
kidnapping sense he’s eighteen now.”
“We haven’t thought it all out, his dad is on high alert with him, he picks him
up after school and if he misses one class it could get worse for him.”
Ochaco ripped her pipe back from Izuku and removed her foot from his chest,
knocking the rest of the ash out on Izuku in irritation. Izuku covered his face
and whined at her, “that’s gross, now I’ll smell like an ashtray.”
“Good,” Ochaco huffed, she started to pack a new bowl into her pipe, grabbing
the smoke buddy and her lighter from her nightstand. She took a couple puffs,
blowing the smoke into her smoke buddy and sighing. “I love you Izuku, I want
to support you, but running away with him could also jeopardize you too. You
would be leaving without finishing high school, a GED is essential to getting
at least a somewhat decent job, then again you and Shoto are white boys, so
you’ll both do fine.”      
“Technically his mom’s side is Japanese and Korean.”
“Does it really matter Deku?” Ochaco let the smoke in her last drag come out
into her room, blowing smoke into Izuku’s face. Izuku coughed at it and rolled
over away from Ochaco.
“You have to at least know what you’re doing, promise me you and him will have
a plan that requires you two to getting your GED’s, you’re smart Izuku, but
actually think about this, ok?” Ochaco stretched her hand out to him with the
pipe and the lighter.
Izuku accepted them and took a hit, watching the smoke curl out from his mouth
before blowing the rest out in a steady breath. “Yeah I promise, I’ll keep you
posted.”
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When Ochaco said that Izuku was smart, she was not kidding, him and Shoto were
both expertly smart for their age. Their brains never seemed to stop working,
even when they wanted them to. Only around midnight was it safe for Izuku to
show up at Shoto’s window, unless he managed to let Izuku know not to or change
times. The two were on the down low at school, at lunch they did not hang out
and when Shoto did a few things overtime after school as an aid for the front
office he was able to get a few words and contact from him. It was all
strategy.
Before they had parted that night they decided to run away, Shoto had kissed
Izuku and said in a serious voice, “there is going to be gossip about this, my
dad, you and me, I wont mind it, but we can’t let others see us together like
they normally do, we have to make them think we’re separated, broken up,
whatever works, the students and staff should be able to catch on.”
Izuku furrowed his brows at him and grabbed Shoto’s arm, “is it just so if your
dad asks around people can confirm we’re not together anymore?”
Shoto shook his head, “no it’s a little more complex than that,” he grabbed
Izuku’s hand and gripped it softly in his own. “If we’re going to run away
together, we can’t make it seem like we left together, it would be easier to
track us, plus if it would lower my dad’s suspicions, someone leaked our
relationship to him, I have a pretty good guess who, but we need to fool
everyone. Let’s not be illogical or too rash about this, I know… I know this
might not work out as well as we might dream for it to be, but if we work
together, it can work.”
Shoto pressed his lips to Izuku’s forehead, “we’ll meet at midnight, back
here.”
So around eleven thirty pm every night, Izuku would sneak out of his apartment,
whether or not his mom was home or not did not matter, she would be passed out
by then from work or working over time. He made sure to be as sneaky as
possible, the plans that he and Shoto were forming was going to be something no
one can know about, all Izuku had told Ochaco was that he and Shoto were going
to run away together before graduation, but even that was planned out.
Everything Izuku and Shoto had and have been doing since prom was all according
to plan so far. Technically Izuku would not be lying to Ocahco about running
away, but he knew that what was going on was much more than the two were
letting on.

Seeing Shoto’s window already opened, Izuku spotted his boyfriend leaning
against a tree a little bit off of the path. Izuku pulled his hood back a
little and greeted him with a kiss, Shoto twined their fingers together and
they walked. Walking back to the hiking park, back to the picnic benches to
talk about everything and anything, not just the plans, but also about
eachother.
“Ochaco was pretty pissed at me, I don’t blame here either, “ Izuku chewed on
his bottom lip nervously, Shoto leaned back on the picnic bench.
“Her loyalty to you is a fury I would like to never cross in any degree,” Shoto
smiled wryly and reached out to play with Izuku’s hair. “What we’re doing can
go very very wrong after all, luckily we both have excellent resources and your
tactics are the best I’ve heard, I’m not just saying that because we’re dating
either.”
Izuku let out a small laugh, leaning into Shoto’s touch, “ you sure know how to
make a guy blush Shoto, speaking of Ochaco, Tenya Might need to be tended to… I
made Ochaco promise that she wouldn’t tell anyone about us running away
together, but… If your dad is so extreme, he could threaten my mom to filing me
missing, I’ll be a minor until July, if the police get involved then I need my
closest friends on a certain level. If there is one thing I can never doubt
it’s the Iida family, they take their police work seriously and because I’m
their son’s best friend, they won’t give up until they find me.”     
Shoto chewed on the inside of his cheek in thought and Izuku stretched out on
the picnic table, looking up at the dark sky and how the trees met the skyline.
His head was swirling, buzzing, teeming with life as he worked out their plans
a little better, the more efficient and more complex the better. If Tenya’s
family figures out the complex web of lies then there needs to be a backup
source that contradicts them, something well enough that they can set it up
into motion soon. Graduation was a month or so away and they needed to
coordinate everything together perfectly.
                                        
“Let’s revisit that later, my guess about Denki snitching on prom night seems
pretty solid,” Shoto said, scratching his chin. “Apparently a lot of social
hierarchy drama has been in play while we were somewhat sneaking around my
father. I can’t get full details on it, but on my dads phone record he called
Denki while we were at the dance. Obviously my dad was probably checking in and
Denki was either inebriated or got fed up and snitched.”
Izuku nodded as he listened, it did not surprise him that Denki would snitch on
Shoto after all the fighting that was going on. But something did not… Feel
right.
“This is going to sound weird but…” Shoto took a deep breath and looked off to
the side, “but I don’t think Denki would of snitched about me, I’m almost
ninety percent sure about it too..”
“What makes you say that?” Izuku asked, this felt like there was something he
did not know, an exponent he was missing to solve the problem.
“Look I… I never told you about me and Denki’s relationship, it did not matter
much to me. My dad wanted me to be close to him because of his parent’s status
and business-ship with my father. At the same time, I did, still do, appeal to
rebelling against my father and you know how Denki is with his parties and
whatnot. I hung out with him a lot before you and I were official, I think you
were right when you said he was lonely, he got attached to me so quickly.”
Shoto shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a deep
breath, “one night he broke down on me, he said as much as he wanted to hate
people he could never truly hate anyone, even if they used him… He told me he
wouldn’t ever hurt me and there.. There’s something about that that sticks to
me, it’s what makes this feel not right. I know logically he probably forgot
about that and decided to fuck me over out of spite but…”
“But that’s not what Denki would do,” Izuku caught on, looking over Shoto’s
face until he looked at him nodding. “He’s a lot of things, but he would never
do something out of spite, that sounds more like Katsuki.”
The realization hit Izuku like a bag of bricks and washed over him like waves,
rash and sudden. His eyes widened as he grabbed Shoto’s face, “Katsuki
blackmailed him!”
Shoto furrowed his brows, “but why? Why even bother? There is no reason to,
unless he’s trying to still spite you or it benefits him.”
“I know I know, it doesn’t make sense, but Katsuki or not it was most likely
blackmail, he has not bothered me since that party last fall. I don’t get
involved with him so whatever was happening I can’t say for sure, but Katsuki
makes it pretty clear that he only lashes out at me if we’re near each other
for too long.”
“Hm… we don’t have all the pieces together, but that’s alright. We are but a
small empire, but we know not to spread ourselves too thin, that is how we fall
apart. Moving forward, back to Tenya, I think you should throw him for a goose
chase.”
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Tenya was glad to study with Izuku for the upcoming finals, chemistry and AP
literature were two classes both of them had to tackle together after all.
Izuku tried not to focus too had as to what he had to convey to Tenya, instead
in the quiet library after school he enjoyed asking Tenya questions on vocab
and compounds.
Izuku tapped his pencil against his lips as he read over his chemistry
textbook, he became engrossed in the chapter that he was studying until he
realized Tenya was staring at him. He did not see him staring, but he could
tell, the feeling of eyes on Izuku was something he was all too familiar with.
The conversation Izuku had with Hitoshi on prom night popped back into his
head.
“Dude you’re best friends with the guy and you couldn’t tell he wasn’t
straight? I’m disappointed in your gay-dar skills, besides he doesn’t even
realize it either. He totally has the hots for you and Shoto and with my
analyzing skills of amazingness, I doubt if you three shagged that it would be
weird, considering you and Ochaco’s history.”
It became obvious that even after all these years, Izuku had a lot to learn
about his best friend Tenya, especially how he was shifting calculated and
measured glances at Izuku and his own textbook. Izuku was not sure how to feel
about this, but he could use this to his own advantage.
“Hey Tenya, off topic question, how did you and Hitoshi enjoyed prom? I hope he
didn’t mess with you too much,” Izuku teased lightly and watched as Tenya’s
face shifted into a peachy tone of red.
“O-oh um, well, it went fine, he was an admirable date to escort to prom with,”
he replied curtly with a satisfied nod, “he was also fun to hang out with too.”
Izuku nodded and put his pencil down, leaning the side of his face into his
palm, “ yeah, I’m glad, you’re such a great guy Tenya, I hope you find someone
nice…” Purposefully and to his best acting, Izuku let a slip of sadness into
his tone. Tenya caught on quickly.
“Thank you, are things um, alright with you and Shoto?” Tenya asked cautiously
and Izuku shook his head, looking away on purpose. Lying like this was making
him upset, but he also knew that when this was all over he’ll see Ochaco and
Tenya again to apologize. Izuku shoved his face into his palm and breathed
deeply, his nerves were starting to eat into him. Tenya placed a hand on his
back out of comfort.
“Uh yeah, it’s just that… things have been hard between him and me since his
dad… Yeah, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t of brought it up,” Izuku was rubbing his hand
into his eyes, trying to will away his guilt and his nerves, but apparently
this only made it look more authentic that he was upset with his relationship
with Shoto.
“Izuku,” Tenya said firmly, rubbing his hand over his back in circles,
“whatever is happening with you and Shoto’s relationship I will always be here
for you, I want you to know that okay?”
Izuku looked at Tenya and nodded, lips quivering, “a-alright.”
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“Sounds like a success to me,” Shoto said, collecting pinecones off of the
ground and making a small pile of them on the picnic bench. “I’m sorry you had
to lie about it, but at least he’ll have the idea that we’re going through a
rough patch, it only makes sense, with my dad forbidding me from you, the
finance and our forbidden love it would make sense that we would be fighting.”
Izuku traced over the pine cones with his fingers, picking one up and letting
his fingers feel over the rough texture, remembering how he thought that
squirrels ate them as a kid. At least they were crunchy, but eating them would
probably give anything a horrible tummy ache.
“Yeah..” Izuku breathed out, shaking his head and tossing the pine cone back
into the pile.
Shoto walked over to him, dropping the small bundle of pine cones onto the
table before slipping his hands over Izuku’s face and pressing his forehead to
his.
“We will both make this up to him and everyone once you turn eighteen, right
now it has to get complicated, we have to conspire against anyone and everyone,
I can only trust you right now Izuku.” Shoto kissed Izuku softly on his mouth,
“I love you so much it scares me, but I would fight to have you in my life,
just a little longer.”
Izuku’s lips broke into a sad yet happy smile as he felt tears well up and
spill over his face, Shoto dabbed at them with his coat sleeve, peppering
Izuku’s face in gentle kisses. “I love you too Shoto, I want you to have the
life you want, you deserve it,” as the words left Izuku’s mouth he pressed into
Shoto to press a firm kiss onto his mouth.
“I can never thank you enough Izuku, you know what this might mean though
right?” Shoto said, pulling away to grab a pinecone and chuck it into the
woods. “It means we’re destined, soulmates even, I can’t be without you and you
can’t be without me. A lot of people die before they meet someone like that.”
As Shoto said this he threw another pine cone at a birch tree, watching it
bounce off and hit the side of the park trashcan. “So we’re truly lucky, which
only means we need to see how far that luck will go.”
Chapter End Notes
     >>If you leave comments below it helps encourage me to write more, so
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     ^^^ I put that out there because it's true btw.
     I'm making a playlist for the story so you all can listen to it and
     read, there is a lot more twenty one pilots in it, but it kind of
     makes sense, I just need to figure out where I can set up a playlist
     for it on!
     -Jasper
***** Chapter 15 *****
Chapter Summary
     Had to change the warnings for this chapter, so have fun.
Chapter Notes
     Slowly, but surely, we're getting to the ending guys!
     *UPDATE: I made the playlist for you guys to listen to while reading
     the ending or wanting to get the general feel I was going for with
     the fic, you can listen to it here: https://8tracks.com/
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Every move that was being made could not be done alone, as nice as it would
have been to manage that, Izuku and Shoto needed someone to include in for at
least a good portion of this scheme. There was only one person Izuku could see
being able to let in on some of the details and not get stabbed in the back for
it. Shoto agreed with Izuku and tossed him his shirt back after they had taken
a to having a quickie in the woods before they discussed. Shoto’s lips were red
and a little swollen and Izuku can feel the bruises and bitemarks forming all
over his thighs and hips from Shoto’s mouth.
“We have three weeks left until graduation, the week before is practice week,
it is required to graduate to show up to two of the four days of practice, I
need hair dye and time, Shoto said, relaying some of their plans to make sure
he and Izuku were on the same page.
“You broke into your dad’s safe right?” Izuku asked cautiously.
Shoto nodded, zipping and buttoning up his pants, “mhmm, I even had time to
scan and make the copies, all my documents, social security card, birth
certificate and banking information is officially in my hands and he has fake
copies with false numbers and dates.”
“God you’re genius,” Izuku kissed him, breathing in Shoto’s scent quickly
before backing away to slip his shoes back on.
“So then, Hitoshi is going to be our man,” Shoto said with a smile, licking his
lips. “We’ll tell him we’re just planning on taking off until you turn
eighteen, he will know that we’re heading south, but I have to leave first to
get setup with a different car and come back for you, it’s almost one hundred
percent right, but I think he’ll buy it.”
As Izuku finished getting dressed, Shoto paced around lazily, running his hands
through his hair. He was a beautiful dream, mismatched eyes that matched his
mismatched hair and his seeking soul. From the tip of his ears down to his
hands and feet was the body that Izuku had found solace in, deeper inside Shoto
was where Izuku lived, just like with him. Izuku reached out and touched
Shoto’s arm, stopping him so he can kiss him softly on the lips and smile.
“I’ll call Hitoshi over, we’ll need a new hideout separate from hereafter we do
that, but this will work out,” Izuku says, stroking his hand over Shoto’s arm
before giving it a squeeze and walking off to call Hitoshi.
While the two waited for Hitoshi they spoke in hushed tones about their true
plans. Heading to the west coast to hideout for the next two weeks after
graduation, it sounded ideal and perfect in Izuku’s head. Shoto had a lot of
connections, back in New York he had befriended a girl named Tooru, her family
was decadently rich and had beach houses at every private beach they could
afford. She was apart of the plan, not as intricately as everyone else, but
Shoto had been able to contact her through means of being a office aid. Plenty
of time around phones and computers, she was their safehouse, if they could
make it to her beach house it would all work out.
Hitoshi showed up to the hiking park with his skateboard and a wide eyed look
that he always seem to hold. His insomnia was really a blessing due to how late
Izuku had called him there. That and Hitoshi’s college schedule got out earlier
than the high school’s own schedule so he’s been graduated and out longer,
which means his sleeping schedule was more attuned to late night miscellaneous
activities. Such as planning to help his best friend and his boyfriend get out
of town, literally.
“Is this where you two kill me or something?” Hitoshi asked, a small grin on
his face as he looked between Shoto and Izuku.
Izuku laughed lightly, shaking his head, “that’s not why I called you out here
Hitoshi, we have something  very  important to tell you.”
The three of them grouped over at the picnic table, it would have been
completely pitch black is not for the singular orange street light over at the
park entrance. Everything else was dark and kind of creepy to see, if Izuku was
not used to the town’s woods or night life he would've been terrified with
anxiety and his nerves.
“What we’re going to tell you has to stay between the three of us, you were the
only person we trust with this,” Shoto began and Izuku nodded. Hitoshi eyed the
two of them suspiciously, letting out a slow breath.
“If it’s about me sucking Tenya’s dick at prom I honestly don’t mind if you two
are going to pursue hi-”
“T-that’s not what we’re talking about!” Izuku cut him off, getting flustered
by Hitoshi bringing that topic up again.
“We need you to do some things for us, but it has to be extremely discreet,
like you can’t be seen getting these items for us, but you know how to do that
right?” Shoto cut to the chase and Hitoshi’s eyes became hard very quickly, not
out of anger, but in seriousness.
There was a pause before Hitoshi looked between the two, “my oh my, what are
you planning on doing with my best friend Shoto?” Hitoshi rubbed his chin in
thought, eyeing Shoto who kept at his stoic expression, “should I be
concerned?”
“I-it’s my idea,” Izuku said, gaining both their attention, Shoto was giving
him a trusting look, they did not plan on having to lie about the plan like
this, but Izuku had this. “W-we’re going off grid until I turn eighteen,
Shoto’s dad is threatening him to behave and get engaged right after
graduation, so we’re-”
“You two are pulling a Riverdale,” Hitoshi laughed, “well if it’s Izuku’s idea
then you guy’s have a chance of making it out of this shit town and actually
doing something interesting, no need to tell me more, what do you want?”
 Izuku gestured to Shoto who listed off the items from the top of his head.
Three boxes of hair dye, two in the same color, one in a different color,
specifically brown and auburn hair dye, three pay and go phones and a two
pagers. Shoto of course said he had the money upfront for him to get what they
needed but Hitoshi denied him, saying that they should save their money for
their plan. With that things were rolling.
 
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Izuku was not expecting part of the plan to involve going through Denki’s room
at one of his parties, but it did, sadly it did. Shoto was not comfortable with
leaving without getting some sort of closure on Denki, but talking to him was
probably not going to work. Instead they kept both of their ears peeled for
when Denki’s next big party was. It was a week before graduation practice
started and Denki was throwing a huge party, a rager, before his parents came
home in time for his graduation.
They were not so sure how Denki got away with throwing such a huge party
without the Iida family taking notice, but they sure did. Izuku had to get pre
high before they went anywhere near Denki’s house, it was crawling with
teenagers, college students and some adults that Izuku has felt like he’s seen
before, but he wasn’t sure. With the music blaring loudly and the crowd of
people everywhere, Izuku clung to the back of Shoto’s hoodie. It was clear that
no one here was one hundred percent invited, but they still wore beanies to
cover their very obvious hair and hoods up to obscure their faces.
 Izuku knocked into a couple of drunk college girls and was going to promptly
reply with a string of apologies when Shoto grabbed his hand and threaded
through the crowd with him. Everything was so hot and sweaty, a cesspool of
recklessness and the spirit of partying all together like the horsemen of the
apocalypse. It was easier to climb up the stairs with Shoto, less people were
around and the sound of music quieted down as background music to the sound of
people going at it upstairs. Izuku wouldn’t be surprised if people were fucking
on the floors of this place, but he decided that he was either too immunized or
too nervous about being caught to care.
Once they had reached Denki’s room, Shoto pressed his ear to the door and then
tried the knob. It was locked of course, Izuku reached up on the door trim and
knocked down the key, sliding it into the keyhole.
“He showed me where he kept his spare one time when I was trying to hide from
Katsuki,” he said as the door opened and the two of them slid into Denki’s
room.
Holding onto the spar, Izuku closed the door behind them and locked it. Shoto
flipped on the lights and the two of them, with as much remorse as two people
that cared about their friend had, proceeded to look through Denki’s room.
Izuku looked through his desk, finding his porn stash in one of the drawers, he
was not surprised, he was friends with Minoru after all. It felt like hours of
looking through Denki’s room and Shoto flopped on Denki’s bed with a sigh.
“Maybe he really did just do it to spite me, or whatever it is is on one of his
devices..” Shoto sighed heavily and Izuku leaned over one of the pillows,
reeling back when he felt something hard piercing his side.
“What the-” Izuku pulled the pillows back, there was a manilla envelope under
it, but no source of what had poked his side. Shoto took the envelope as Izuku
looked around and flung the pillow back, pausing when he heard the pillow thud
to the ground louder than he expected. Izuku grabbed the pillow off of the
floor and stuck his hand into the pillow case, retrieving a small hard wooden
box.
“Izuku…” Shoto said, his voice sounded strained. When Izuku looked over he saw
Shoto shaking and holding pictures in his hands from the envelope. Pocketing
the box, Izuku went over to Shoto with concern in his eyes, what was wrong?
Then he saw the photos.
Oh…
What was on those photographs were a mix of scandalous and fucked up,
scandalous being Shoto and Denki caught in the middle of having sex, the fucked
up part was Shoto’s face. It was the face he would make when he was upset, but
his eyes were glazed over, as if he was inebriated. Each photo were like
timelapses of the event, then Shoto looked limp and passed out in one of them
and that was when Izuku took the photos away from Shoto’s trembling hands,
shoving them back into the envelope, far away from his eyes. Izuku went in to
hold SHoto but he pushed him away.
“We can’t, not here, we… we gotta go before we get caught here..”
Izuku nodded and with a deep breath and collecting themselves, they slipped out
of the room and out of that house.
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“Look I… I’m sorry I never brought it up, just… fuck I was sure we were alone
when that happened, who even would take pictures like that?”
Shoto was pacing in the woods, away from the hiking park, Denki’s house and
away from the town. They were somewhere between the school and the duck pond,
out in the woods, Izuku holding onto the envelope, shaking his head.
“There’s nothing for you to apologize, I know you said it was barely
consensual, but… are you okay?” Izuku asked, he was not sure how to approach
this, but Shoto gave him a look a look that said he was very grateful for him
right now.
“God, fuck,” Shoto looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, “have you ever
heard about people who only fuck each other when their drunk? It only happened
two times with him and I, but… the thing is the first time, I didn’t realize
what happened or what was going on, all I know is we fucked and that was it.
Then the second time... kinda freaked me out the second time.”
Shoto paused and shook his head and pointed a finger at the envelope in Izuku’s
hands. He kept shaking his head with a weird look on his face, he was upset.
“I remember that time the most, Denki kept slurring that he loved me, he was
really drunk Izuku, like I’m sure he did not even realize most of what he was
doing. But I just… I got so upset at him and myself, for letting this happen,
especially when I was catching feelings for you, I didn’t want it, but I had..
I had passed out and I’m not sure that he even noticed, I don’t really care
though, I’m more freaked out that someone took photos.”
“Shoto..” Izuku grabbed his hand and stroked his palm, looking into his eyes,
“that does not mean it is ok…”
“I know,” he breathed, “I know and I hate it because I did some fucked up shit
to Denki too with using him, I’m just glad it was him, not someone else.
Consensually I consider those times to be gray, I know, technically yes he
raped me but I also was doing the same so… It’s dumb, I’m sorry.”
“There is no need to apologize, I can see that you just care for Denki still, I
do too, otherwise we wouldn’t of gone through his room for this… Oh and this
too!”
Izuku paused to go through his pants, taking out the wooden box. Shoto eye’d it
suspiciously before Izuku opened it, on the inside was just a simple flash
drive.
“I feel like… There’s some other forces going on here than Denki being
blackmailed, but… We don’t have time for that, hold onto it and bring it with
us when we leave, ok?”
Izuku nodded, “okay.”
Chapter End Notes
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     A few things here to mention: There will be a lot of things left
     unsaid or unsolved in this story that will connect and be solved in
     the Bakushima fic, while there will also be similar things in it that
     can only be answered here, so basically we got this fics long lost
     sister coming in soon.
     While working on that one, I also have a villain au fic coming up and
     many more for the Tododeku oneshot collection so be patient!
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***** Chapter 16 *****
Chapter Summary
     Things are set in motion and these crazy kids end up looking into
     something that was never meant for them to see.
Chapter Notes
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     for your enjoyment
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On the upcoming days for graduation practice Todoroki showed up for the two
required days of practice. Then on Wednesday, two days away from senior
graduation, Shoto Todoroki ran away from home. When it had happened and was
announced, Izuku acted upset and rumors began to spread. There were different
variations, the one that Izuku anticipated was that Shoto ditched Izuku and
that was why he was upset. He didn’t make a big scene about it, but he had been
moping around, mainly in worry, but people perceived things however they wanted
to.
Before Shoto had ran off, he had apparently had a fight with his dad, this is
what he found out from Tenya when he tried to console Izuku about it. No stone
left unturned, graduation was coming up and still no Shoto. Ochaco had cursed
in fury and announced that she was going to kill Shoto when she got her hands
on him.
Due to graduation coming up, the police did not have time to question every
student while they searched for Shoto, they suspected he was out of town the
day before graduation. Only Izuku knew the truth.
Izuku told his mom that he did not know that Shoto was going to up and leave,
soon the truth came out from him about prom and he told his mom about how
Shoto’s dad did not approve of his son dating him. Giving her some consultation
as to why he might of ran away, could not stand not being able to be himself in
the household he lived in. He was eighteen, so the search would probably not go
on for too long.
An hour before graduation, Izuku pulled out the go phone from his pocket,
receiving an expected call.
“Hey,” he heard Shoto’s voice from the other end of the line when he picked up.

 “Hey, is everything going alright?” Izuku asked quietly, moving into his
bedroom, closing and locking the door shut.
“Yes, everything is ready, sold my dad’s car out for a different one, I picked
up your bags you left, all I need is my most important package and we’ll be out
of here.”
Izuku smiled dreamily out the window and sighed. “Off to paradise, my mom is
going to kill me- Ochaco is actually going to kill me.”
Shoto’s laugh reverberated in Izuku’s ear, “I love you, see you soon.”
“I love you too.”
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Izuku was paired with Ochaco to walk down the aisles to the stage, wearing
their cap and gowns, walking arm in arm. Izuku’s mom took pictures of the two
of them, crying already next to Tenya and Ochaco’s family. That was when Izuku
saw his uncle Shota and felt his nerves starting to eat him up. Hopefully his
uncle would not tear into him too badly for what he was going to do.
Izuku and his class sat throughout the speeches, Tenya was the best
valedictorian for his class so he even presented his own speech and teared up a
little behind his glasses when he finished it. Ochaco and Izuku were holding
hands as one of their teachers went up to give a speech and that was when izuku
caught a glimpse of someone behind stage and he felt a little more reassured.
The graduation ceremony began and the row in front of Izuku’s rose, filing out
as names were called, receiving their diplomas, shaking hands, getting a
carnation and circling back onto the stage. Izuku’s row went up next and Izuku
was first, receiving his diploma, shaking every teacher’s hand, including the
principal himself, smiling to  let his mom take a few photos and scampering
back to his seat.
The third row was next and that was when the person behind the stage appeared
when Shoto’s name was called. Shoto had shown up and took his degree, the stage
and audience of family was silent as he did this. Then, throwing his hat up,
Shoto grabbed Izuku and they were running, backstage and down the corridors
backstage. There was a clear uproar from the stage they had left, but it had
all went silent when Shoto pushed them outside through the emergency exit.
Outside in the alcove where the school stage can load and unload stage props
and such. There was a well used volvo parked with Izuku’s bags in the back, the
car had to be from the 90’s or early 2000’s.
Shoto unlocked the doors and the two of them climbed in hurriedly. As soon as
Shoto had his keys in the ignition and had thrown their diplomas in the back he
grabbed Izuku by the collar and kissed him deeply.

 “Ready?”
“Ready.”
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The drive to the west coast would take two days, once they had skipped out of
graduation, they drove three hours heading west, they had two weeks to keep low
and they had to make it to Tooru before they figured out they weren’t going
South. Despite not being able to tell Hitoshi they were heading South, Izuku
let Ochaco know that that was where they were heading. It was another lie, but
it was necessary. If they went to question Ochaco then if the one detail she
knew came out then they will look south. Hypothetically speaking though, if the
police went south, they will be trying to get the license plate of Shotos dad’s
car, which they will find, but not them.
They had been smart enough to take the back roads out of town when they left,
there were no cameras that caught their getaway car so all they had to do was
survive the next two days. When Shoto grew tired Izuku would insist on taking
over, he did have his license and drove his mom to the grocery store, but he
never had his own car. At one point they both had to take a break, they had
hopped by a couple of towns and were pulled over on a side road that was
nothing but trees and dirt. Shoto had cracked open one of the boxes of semi
permanent hair dye and looked at Izuku thoughtfully.
“Red or brown?” he asked, twisting a lock of Izuku’s hair between his fingers.
“For me? I wanna try red, I think being a ginger would suit me.”
Shoto laughed at him, tossing him the box of red, cracking open the brown one
for himself. Izuku had somewhat experience dying his own hair, he was always a
shade of dark brown that he had Ochaco tint dark green for him. It was a while
since she had last dyed it for him, so his roots were more prominent and the
green was faded out. It was not as well kept as Shoto’s half dyed hair. Shoto
helped him apply the dye outside of the car, scrubbing the dye into his scalp
and getting an even coating of auburn into his hair. Izuku returned the favor
by getting the back of Shoto’s hair with the brown dye. It was odd to see him
in any other color but white and red.
At this point in their relationship the only reason Izuku knew that Shoto was a
natural redhead was because of his dad’s hair color and his pubes. He had seen
some photos of Shoto as a kid before, he had a dark red hair color, deep and
rich, his mother’s was silver and he believe he said that his mom’s side greyed
early.
“Another reason my dad was so mad when I first dyed my hair, I had the “family
hair”,” Shoto said laughing slightly. “Redheads are usually banned by their
family from dying their hair, plus trying to get it back to the natural color
once it’s dyed is impossible.”
“I think you look good in any shade,” Izuku cooed at Shoto, who gave him an
amused grin and kissed him on the cheek.
When time was up they got out the pack of water bottles from the car and washed
the dye out, scrubbing the conditioner and washing again. There were a few
beach towels Shoto had packed, the two of them dried their hair out in the
towels. Izuku was amused by how red his hair was, but seeing Shoto as a
brunette was really amusing. It was a dark rich shade of brown and Izuku played
with it for a moment, admiring how Shoto’s hair fluffed out a bit when it was
drying.
 Shoto wiped the left over makeup that covered his eye and sighed, going back
to rummage through the car and apply a cream on his scar gently. Izuku climbed
back into the car with him to turn on the radio, tuning it into an indie
station while they relaxed and waited for their hair to dry.
“My mom used to tell me I could be whoever I wanted to, but I guess I had
forgotten that until you,” Shoto said, closing the visor and stowing the cream
away.
“She sounds nice, do you think she would like me?” Izuku asked this a little
hesitantly.
Shoto nodded with a small smile on his face, “yeah, she would love you, I’ll
bring you with me next time I visit her.”
The two of them packed up again and started driving again, watching the color
of the world fade and submit to the night. They had crossed onto the freeway by
the first day of running, music playing on edge of static and clear from the
radio, Izuku spent the time filling Shoto in on the workings of the situation
when he had left. Things were going according to what they had set up.
Eventually they had to stop at a gas station, Shoto had covered his face with
sunglasses and handed Izuku money to put on the pump inside. They were leaving
a cash trial just incase they tried to track Shoto’s card to try and find
Izuku. This was all premeditated to the best of both of their abilities and
tactics.
Once the car was fueled up again they started on the drive again, this time
with Izuku behind the wheel and Shoto reclining his seat to catch a few more
hours of sleep. It was exhausting and ran both of them tried to keep on with
this pattern of sleeping and driving, but they had to reach the west coast
before the police had sent out an official missing children's report on Izuku.
There was also the possibility that they wouldn’t put out a report like that,
but the cops were involved with Izuku and his family, plus Shoto’s father could
do a lot of damage to this plan, he was smart and Izuku had no doubts on his
abilities.
Once they had reached the big city navigation was put into Shoto’s hands as
Izuku wormed his way through traffic with little tact. The buildings towered
above them to the clouds and the heat was disgustingly hot and dry. Izuku felt
like he was dying in a special place called hell, it was summer and this was
technically the desert. At the next long stoplight, Izuku peeled his shirt off
and groaned for sweet cool salvation, it was worse than the summers back home.
He had barely been to the west coast and every time it was in off summer
seasons  He felt the familiar prickling of eyes and caught Shoto’s eyes on his
chest, sliding up to his neck and then his eyes. It was a look he knew well,
Izuku traced a hand down the line of slight muscle down his abdomen, down to
the hem of his jeans and grasped at the hem, pulling them down slightly,
showing off the V dip of his hips. He watched Shoto swallow thickly and his
gaze burned him hotter than the desert sun.
“Next time we stop, we’re doing something…” Shoto said, glancing away from
Izuku’s body and back out the window as the light turned green.
“Hmm, sounds good to me.”
Barely half an hour out of the city and down the winding road by the coastline,
Izuku had to pull over to check the hood and change the oil. Still shirtless
and messing with the dipstick, Shoto’s hand was on his lower back and Izuku was
laughing at him.
“I like seeing you riled up,” he commented as he wiped the oil off of the
dipstick and put it back in. “But do we even have time for…  that ?”
Shoto let out and sigh and retracted his hand to shove them into his pockets.
“You’re right, we have time for  that  on the beach…”
With a slam of the hood, Izuku twirled the keys in his fingers, “that’s right,
the beach house, let's hope for your sake that we get there soon.”
 “My sa- are you going to try and bullshit me right now?” Shoto asked, shaking
his head as the two climbed back into the car. Izuku started the engine back
and and wiped his hands on his jeans, taking the car out of parking and easily
getting back onto the road with a grin on his face.
“Okay okay, maybe for my sake too, I missed you in  that  way too, don’t
worry,” he laughed.
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By the time the sun was starting to sink low again Shoto was muttering about
how they were close to the meetup point when he got a call on his go phone.
Izuku was skeptical as Shoto looked at his phone when it went off.
“Who else has that number besides me…?” Izuku asked hesitantly, turning off the
radio as Shoto looked over the number.
“Tooru, but it’s for emergencies  only , this is a private number… It could be
her but…”
“If it’s not her we can smash the phone and use the backup before they can
trace us,” Izuku says, keeping his eyes on the road, but flickering them over
to Shoto. This was a bit nerve wracking and things were going good so far…
“I’ll put it on speaker,” Shoto announces as he answers the phone, “...hello?”
“Shoto! Thank god you answered!” it was a woman's voice on the other end that
greeted their ears and Shoto immediately calmed down a couple notches hearing
her.
“Tooru, is there something  wrong ?”
“Um… Kinda yeah,” she said and Izuku flashed a quick quirk of the eyebrow
raising look at Shoto, who mirrored him one back.
“Go on….”
“We can’t meet up with you at  that  location… The beach house there is
compromised…”
“Explain.”
 “Right right…” Tooru paused at the other end for a long moment before
resuming, “sorry, I’m trying to put this together as inconspicuously as
possible, but the, uhh, firelordis coming to that location for the event I had
falsely planned.”
Izuku can hear Shoto mutter shit and press the back of his head into the head
rest. This did not seem good or ideal, Tooru was going to use that location as
an excuse to throw a fake party while sheltering them  in another location. If
she has to form an actual party now, she can’t hide them elsewhere if she
wanted to keep up the fake party facade.
“I’m so sorry Shoto, but there’s somewhere else you can get to if you cross
this states border to the north, I’ll give you directions if you have a pen and
paper?”
Shoto scrambled through the car scavenging for a pen and a sticky note pad,
writing down the directions before turning off the phone and chucking it out of
the car’s window. Izuku furrowed his eyebrows and looked at him skeptically.
“Precaution, I’m suspicious though that this could be a trap…” Shoto explains
this with a worried look in his eyes.
“We can stake out the area and if it smells bad we can leave…” Izuku said,
reaching over to trace his hand over Shoto’s, holding it in a way of comforting
him while keeping them on the road.
“You’re right… We have to trust Tooru on this, if we can’t we have nowhere else
to go…”
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With a different location in mind, they drove north out of the desert land and
into more forested territory. They drove along the coastline, weaved through
another somewhat smaller and calmer city and into more well forested coastline
countryside. The road turned to dirt as Shoto now drove them through thick
forest and out into an alcove that overlooked the beach. There was a nice white
house with flowers blooming on the porch and a blue nautical theme deck. It was
extremely secret and the deck had a set of staircases leading down to the beach
where it looked quiet and serene, not a person in sight. That was probably what
the term “private beach” meant and Izuku was envious of rich people that can
afford luxuries like this.
Shoto unarmed the alarm system to the house and found the key Tooru had said
she left for them. They checked the inside, top to bottom, then they looked
around some more until the two realized that they were truly alone. Izuku
collapsed onto the couch in the nice pristine living room, looking out the bay
window to the ocean. He never thought he would end up in a place like this and
he was so tired from the endless roads and possible malnutrition from eating
nothing but granola bars, red bull and trail mix. Shoto collapsed with him and
they both let out a huge sigh of relief.
“Rich people have nice places, this isn’t even their home and it’s so nice,”
Izuku breathed as Shoto ran his fingers over Izuku’s legs.
“Yeah, luxury is a popular theme, it’s nice, but I like it better when things
are more… Lived in,” Shoto says.
“I would want to go to the beach, but I’m so tired,” Izuku groaned and sat  up,
“I also am pretty gross, we need to shower.”
“Mhmm, and get a proper meal, then we can pass out.”

 “That sounds so nice right now.”
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“We need to check that flash drive I found,” Izuku said the next morning,
seeing Shoto in the kitchen, shirtless and cooking eggs on the stove. It was a
dream almost, how nice and domestic he looked, he had taken another shower that
morning so his hair was damp and Izuku was not complaining in the slightest.
“You packed your laptop right?” Shoto asked.
“Mhmm, wonder what it is though… I think Denki got involved with something
really bad…”
Izuku dug through his bags up in the master bedroom he and Shoto were sharing,
once he had retrieved it he grabbed the wooden box and headed downstairs. Shoto
had set up breakfast on the table for the two of them and Izuku thanked him
with a brief kiss on the cheek before cracking open his laptop. They ate at a
leisurely pace while waiting for Izuku’s laptop to start up and punch in his
login information. Once it was started up, Izuku popped in the flash drive and
opened up the folder to it.
There were three video files and a document file that said, “read after
watching”, one was labeled, “security_cam_3” and two snapchat videos. Izuku
looked at Shoto, a little unsure about opening the videos. Shoto reached over
to open the security cam footage, the video player opened up and there was a
clear black and white view of Denki’s back door. Five seconds passed before
there was movement and two hooded figures came into the view point. The two
figures were messing with the lock to the door and they broke in from the back.
There was a date at the corner of the video, Shoto paused to point at it.
“I think… This is the same date when those photos were taken..” Shoto said,
biting his bottom lip.
“...This is clearly Denki’s house, and this is his security footage… is this
his response back to his blackmailers?” Izuku thought out loud and Shoto shook
his head.
“Possibly, let's look at the rest,” Shoto played the rest of the video, it
looked more like a screen recording because soon the video was fast forwarded
to the two figures sneaking back out, one of them had something in their hands
though. Izuku paused the video and leaned in close to the paused video. In one
of the figure’s hands was a letterman jacket.
“Whoever broke in took Denki’s letterman jacket? Why? This does not make
sense…” Izuku shook his head and Shoto pondered for a moment with him.
“What if it’s not Denki’s?” Shoto said, tapping his fork against his plate,
“what if the intruders left their letterman in there and went to get it back…”
“That might make more sense, but they could have asked to go in and get it, or
ask Denki to return it,” Izuku pointed out, taking a sip from his orange juice.
“Hmm...unless they left it in there when they were not supposed to be over,
which could mean that this was not the first time these intruders have done
this…”
They played the rest of the video, which was three seconds left before Shoto
switched over to one of the snapchat videos. Clicking one open there was a
horizontal video of Denki in his own letter man running across the small
football field their school had. It was night time and it seemed like someone
was chasing him in the distance that they could not make out, Denki had a huge
smile on his face. The video lasted five seconds before Denki’s phone was taken
from him, by someone in a letterman, but they could not get their face. On the
sleeve of the letterman was something bright red and decorative, but the video
was blurred by the motion to get a good look at it.
“This has to do with someone in the sports program, what did Denki play again?”
Shoto asked as he exited out of the video.
“He was on the track team and did swimming, he doesn’t like contact sports that
much, but he had friends and people he knew on all of the other teams,” Izuku
explained rationally while he tapped his fingers against the table in thought.
“There’s so many sports teams and people on it, he’s even friends with the
girl’s teams too and their lettermans are identical.”
“Hmm, let’s look at the next video…”
The last snapchat video they pulled up was sketchier than the last video, the
angle was switching constantly, but it clearly looked a little sneaked. It was
out the front window of Denki’s car, aimed at a group of people at the local
skatepark. The video zoomed in to the scene and the image became clearer. Off
to the side of the skatepark by a cluster of trees were a small group of
teenagers or young adults talking to someone in a letterman jacket. On the
sleeve was the same red detailed patch that was still not easy to see. But the
person in the jacket was pretty clear to Izuku and Shoto, he was average
height, had a nervous grin on his face and bright red spiked hair, just like
how he always styled it. He exchanged items with a handshake to one of the
other young adults and Izuku knew what that was. It was an exchange he had seen
Denki make before with drug dealers when he wanted weed, except it looked
different. The redhead was handed over a couple of small baggies with something
that Izuku could only confirm to be pills. There was a caption on the video
that said something like, “lol I found ur bf.”
Izuku played the video back a few times to confirm who it was before shooting
Shoto a look of shock.”That’s  not  him, is it?” he asked to try and make sure
he and Shoto were on the same page.
Shoto shook his head, “it’s definitely Eijiro, he and Denki are best friends,
but… Something is wrong with this, something is not right here.. Why would he-
it doesn’t make sense.”
Izuku’s head was swirling with many different possibilities that were playing
at here, “agreed, why would he break into Denki’s house? Why would he
blackmail  his best friend? He get’s nothing out of outing you to your dad
too…”
“It’s...confusing, let’s read the document, maybe things will make more sense,”
Shoto said and Izuku nodded.
The two of them simultaneously reached for the laptop without thinking and
knocked over the glass of orange juice all over Izuku’s laptop. Cursing, Izuku
got up and ran into the kitchen to pull out the paper towels. Shoto was
clamoring around the table, trying to get the laptop as far away from the mess
as possible. Once it was cleaned up though Izuku’s laptop was fried, done for.
They retrieved the flash drive back and put it into a bag of rice just incase,
they were close to figuring something else out and they were both on edge.
“I’m sorry about your laptop…” Shoto said as they tossed it away.
“It’s fine, I was going to get a new one anyways, guess we have to leave this
mystery alone for now, but… I can’t shake this bad feeling that something
bigger was going on under our noses,” Izuku says, pacing into the kitchen.
“We can’t do anything about it for now, I don’t know about you, but do we even
want to know what was going on?” Shoto pondered, sitting back down at the table
and watching Izuku pace.
“I mean… It’s not any of our business, but… I feel like I can’t leave it alone,
I want to think it will be resolved when we get back, but… we have to wait,
let’s just… let’s go walk on the beach today.”
Shoto nodded at this and with Izuku’s help they cleaned up the rest of their
dishes. Slipping on their shoes and coats, they walked down to the beach hand
in hand, discussing other things outside of the conspiring things that went on
back in town, miles away. The sand got into their shoes and Izuku ran along the
beach to collect an odd assortment of shells and rocks he liked and Shoto
gladly held them for him. This was the start to their life hiding away from the
world together.
Chapter End Notes
     Leave me some fresh comments below about this chapter, I love
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     This chapter was brought to you by the power of my insanity and my
     nature to put in more plot near the end of things.
     There will be one more chapter after this one and an epilogue, I want
     to say from the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading this story
     and sending me comments, I appreciate it so much and I really could
     not of have the energy to see this side of the story through, or even
     consider making the Bakushima side to it (for warning it's going to
     be a darker side to things as you can already tell by the contents of
     this story)
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***** Chapter 17 *****
Chapter Summary
     It is the last chapter!
Chapter Notes
     Next update will be the epilogue, thank you all for keeping up with
     the story and for reading it! The Bakushima fic will be posted and
     linked in the epilogue!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Izuku was having either a really nice wet dream when he was waking up, or at
least he thought so when he woke up to Shoto’s palm rubbing against Izuku’s
groin, building him up with arousal and making him hard. It was not an
unwelcomed way to wake up on his eighteenth birthday.
He moaned when Shoto’s hand slipped under his boxers and gripped his cock in
his hand, hard enough to make him respond by curling into himself on instinct.
It hurt, but it felt so good that it turned him on more, so his hips thrusted
into Shoto’s hand when he did this, wanting that friction he was craving.
Izuku’s shirt was hiked up and he felt Shoto’s lips tracing over his abdomen,
biting his skin and sucking hickies into him. His hand loosened up a little to
rub Izuku’s cock hard, and Izuku felt like he was losing his mind.
Shoto’s hand stopped at the base of his cock as he disappeared further under
the covers and Izuku felt his mouth over the head of his cock, sucking on his
head and swirling a tongue over the slit. He was teasing him, making Izuku
whine and moaning for him shamelessly until Shoto’s mouth enveloped him and
swallowed his cock down his throat. He was sucking and deep throating him so
intensely that Izuku’s orgasm came wracking through his body harshly and Shoto
swallowed his release with ease, pulling his mouth off of him to peek up at
Izuku out from under the sheets. Shoto climbed up over Izuku like a predator,
licking his lips and smiling at him warmly, with his shoulders and biceps
moving to hover over him in his post orgasmicc state. He kissed Izuku sweetly
and curled up with him in the fluffy white comforter and sheets muttering,
“happy birthday,” into his hair.
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It had been two weeks since the couple had ran away from home, Izuku was now
officially an adult as of today. After Shoto had woken him up with an amazing
orgasm Izuku demanded to have a bubble bath to which Shoto was not going to
deny him. The master bedroom jacuzzi bath was something amazing to take
advantage of, there was so much room for Izuku and Shoto to enjoy together.
“You know, I never imagined why people would want to be rich until we started
temporarily living here,” Izuku said, leaning his back against a jet of water
that hit his back  just  right.
“Most rich people are alone though, I think it’s better to have people you love
to share it with,” Shoto said as he dipped his feet in, slowly joining Izuku
into the tub.
“Yeah, hope one of us makes it big then, I got a taste for the good life, now I
will never be satisfied,” Izuku teased, grinning at Shoto who huffed at him.
“If any of us get rich we’re buying a private estate so we can fuck as loud as
we want to, I like hearing your voice, you sound so sweet when you come,” Shoto
says this bluntly, making Izuku get flustered very quickly.
“W-well I don’t think I’ that loud, I-I mean c-compared to Katsuki or e-even
you, you can get pretty loud Shoto,” as Izuku said this he caught the faint
blush crawling onto Shoto’s face.
“I’m pretty sure I’m very quiet…”
“That’s debatable, when I tease you you get super impatient a-and whine more,”
Izuku points out as Shoto finally sheathed himself down into the hot water with
a relaxing sigh.
“Hm, but if you’re stoned you let loose a lot, or if you’re really turned on
you talk a lot more and get really loud…”
Izuku splashed him, “the waters really nice, don’t you think?” he said
nervously, driving the conversation elsewhere.
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“So since it’s your birthday, we’re heading back tomorrow…” Shoto said over
breakfast, messing with his eggs for a moment. Izuku took a bite out of his
toast and nodded before chewing and swallowing properly.
“Mhmm, I think I should go back first though, they might try to accuse you of
kidnapping, I’m sure we can clear things up and my mom will drop things when I
come back.”
“This can all go very wrong…”
Izuku reached out and grabbed Shoto’s hand in his own and smiled at him.
“It will work out, I believe in this, when it’s all over let’s go somewhere
with everyone…”
Shoto nodded in agreement, a soft smile on his face as he lifted Izuku’s hand,
kissing it and said, “I think that sounds fantastic.”
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Driving back was lonely and took more time than when Izuku had driven with
Shoto. The road was endless, he had proper meals packed with him this time and
the only thing keeping his mind focused and steady was the radio. Shoto was
stranded at the beach house until Tooru would come and help him out with the
rest of their plan. Soon it will be over.
He had sold the car to a shady man a couple towns away and bought a bus ticket
back home. Izuku pulled off the hat he was wearing while driving the car, it
was a precaution with hair color and whatnot. He had only one bag, he left the
rest with Shoto, he trashed the go phone and contacted him through the pagers,
letting him know he was on his way back.
Izuku stared out the window the entire time, he had to hold onto his hope and
belief in him and Shoto and everyone who was involved in this. Half an hour
away from the town he had left, Izuku went into the bus’s bathroom and crushed
the pager, tossing it deep into the waste bin after letting Shoto know he was
almost there.
Getting seated back in his seat he watched the sunset over the treetops.
Sunsets reminded him of Shoto, a streak of orange, red and pink that struck
over the day one last time as a farewell, but always coming back without fail.
Always beautiful and bright, something that holds a promise, like their own
promises. They were going to be together again and Izuku knew it.
He got off at the bus station in town, nostalgia hitting him hard as Izuku
pulled himself together to walk through town. His hair was green again and
faded, like nothing had ever changed, but things had changed. It was night, a
few streaks of the sun was still present, but the familiar street lights were
lit and Izuku made his way past the diner, around the duck pond and finally
made his way up the steps to the apartment complex building his mother and he
lived in. Izuku stood in front of the door for a long time before knocking and
when the door opened, he smiled at his mother who was frozen in shock.
“Hey mom,” Izuku said, his voice was tired, but he was happy, “I’m home.”
Chapter End Notes
     Hey guys, here we are! The end, but the epilogue will be out soon!
     Thank you for keeping up with this story and taking time to read it,
     I'm so happy to be able to finish another story, I tend to have a
     curse of not finishing stories I write.
     How do you feel about this ending? Let me know!
     Also if you want to get into a villain au Tododeku story I'm writing
     you can read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11780778
     Thank you so much again, let's keep in touch in the Bakushima fic
     -With love Jasper
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***** Epilogue *****
Chapter Summary
     You know what that means... It's an epilogue that's what it means
Chapter Notes
     Finally everything is over... It was fun guys
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Cold winter kissed palms and breath made of frost ghosted out of Izuku’s mouth,
his winter jacket was wrapped around him tightly as he drew circles in the snow
with his boot. He waited outside the old diner waiting silently, he did not
want to go in and sit down by himself in a booth. The neon yellow and fuchsia
lighting flickered from the sign above and a snowflake touched Izuku’s nose. It
had to be one of the coldest winters he had experienced in town, his town, the
town he grew up in and raised hell. Across the street was the old strip mall
where one of the shops was the hair salon Izuku’s mom would get a good deal to
get his hair done at form one of the ladies that worked there.
A few cars drove by on the road, a few pulled up to the diner, her recognized
one of them and out came the flurry of fury that was Ochaco and Tenya, racing
to him. Ochaco swung her arms around Izuku and hugged him tightly into her,
Tenya waited patiently for his turn, to which Izuku laughed and they held a
nice sentimental hug. They knocked the snow off of their boots and got seated
inside. Ochaco’s hair was longer and pulled back into a messy bun, she held
that same summer day princess smile of hers and Tenya was still the same. Time
passes by quickly like that, but Tenya was almost like a robot of order and
pristineness.
“I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever,” Ochaco cooed at Izuku, who grew a
little bashful at her comment.
“It’s only been a couple of months,” he replied, looking around a bit
nervously. “You and Tsu are still dating right?”
Ochaco nodded eagerly, “we keep it pretty domestic, we’re getting an apartment
this spring on campus, sorry our schedules haven’t linked up as often as we
would like. You still doing that secretary job down at the library?”
Izuku smiled, “yeah, it’s nice, a few kids try to cause a stir now and again,
but Kyoka is good at handling them.” He looked over at Tenya as he put his
phone away, “how’s college upstate?”
Tenya straightened up a bit, “well it is quite nice, the facilities are
wonderful, the dormitories are reckless, I’m already told I should be an RA,
which does not sound bad to be honest.”
Ochaco and Izuku laughed at that and conversation flowed nicely. Izuku has been
taking up on his gap year nicely, he has liked working at the public library
with Kyoka, despite her wanting to blast loud music in the area, it was decent.
Ochaco worked and did college at the local town college to get some credits in,
it made seeing her a little difficult, but they kept in touch through text and
occasionally hung out or saw a movie together. Tenya being upstate in college
was harder, but with Hitoshi’s help, Izuku and him skyped, it seemed that Tenya
kept in good contact with Hitoshi; something he was suspicious of. Living back
in town was a little hard due to the stunt he and Shoto had pulled, but for the
most part things went back to normal and Shoto…
Once the group had their orders taken, Ochacos eye’s beamed at Izuku, “ok, so,
I know it’s probably a worn down topic by now, but how’s Shoto?”
Izuku laughed at this, a tad bit nervous and flustered, but he did not mind
talking about him after all…
“Oh he’s fine, he’s finishing up the legal court business with his mom’s psych
ward sentencing, with what dirt he has on his dad they're looking to getting a
hefty amount out of domestic abuse charges, bribery, extortion, forgery, a lot
of misconduct and a lot of other things,” as Izuku listed off the charges,
Tenya’s eyes widened more and more by the second.
“T-that is quite a lot,I’m surprised he can charge his father like that, I
mean, winning a court case like that has to be rather difficult, his father has
a lot of lawyers,” Tenya spoke a little hushed, not wanting to get other people
around them into the conversation.
Izuku shrugged and took a sip from his water, “you know there is a reason why
Shoto was the child his father picked to succeed his company,” he smiled for a
beat before speaking again. “His father evaluated his children at a certain
age, which child was more capable and when Shoto showed the potential he
initially raised him to one day not only take over the business, but to
overcome him someday too. So that being said, he was raised to be better than
his dad at a super young age, which is terrible, but because of this he has
connections.”
Ochaco tilted her head, “what do you mean by  connections ?”
“It means just like his dad he also has ways to tilt the scales of legal
situations, except unlike his dad, he does not resort to dirty tactics and can
still come out on top, he’s not one to cross.”
Ochaco shivered at that, “geez, so what I’m hearing is to not cross him.”
Izuku laughed and soon their food arrived with some commentary from Tenya about
legal legislations and how messy court situations can get. Everything settled
into a normal and relaxed feeling that Izuku missed, especially since it was
something he can usually get from just his best friends like this. Ochaco and
Izuku decided they wanted to split a slice of cake with Tenya and devoured it
with their forks. Tenya had to order a second slice to actually get some for
himself this time, shaking his head at Izuku and Ocahco in disappointment.
“So are we going to possibly see your boyfriend anytime soon? I got a few good
punches I want to give him,” Ochaco said, wiping the frosting residue off of
her mouth with napkins.
“Probably not, he’s been avoiding coming back because he knows you’re going to
kill  him,” Izuku teased at Ochaco with a laugh as she tried to kick him under
the table. “But in all seriousness, probably not, we were hoping he would be
done before christmas so we can share the news…”
Izuku did not mean to let the last few words slipped, but his mind had started
talking for himself and Izuku became very aware of how sweaty his hands were.
He was hoping Ochaco or Tenya had not picked up on it, but he was screwed, they
both noticed what he had said and it was too late to take it back.
“What news?” they both said, eyes on Izuku, waiting patiently for an answer.
Izuku sighed, it was not like he could keep quiet about it too long. Looking
away he reached into his shirt where a chain hung underneath it on purpose. He
pulled the chain up and showed them the gold band that hung around it.
“Is that a promise ring?” Ochaco asked skeptically, “it’s a little cute, but
you’re no-”
“It’s an an engagement ring,” Tenya said, eyes widening and suddenly Izuku was
yanked over the table by his necklace with Ochaco being the offender of this.
She inspected the ring and Izuku got flustered quickly.
“W-well yes, I-I mean i-it’s a little t-too big so it has to b-be resized and
all a-and we’re not planning on g-getting married soon w-we wanna wait u-until
after college or s-something,” Izuku blabbed this out, hands gripping the sides
of the table as he continued to still be leaning over uncomfortably by Ochaco.
“When?”
“H-huh?”
“When did this happen? Why didn’t you tell me sooner!” Ochaco let go of the
ring and Izuku settled back into his seat, nervous and sweaty.
“H-he visited on thanksgiving w-with his sister and that's when we both…”
“Wait you proposed too?!” Ochaco’s eyes were wide and amazed by all of this new
news.
“Shhh! Yes, I didn’t have rings though, but I asked first and he had the rings
and it was honestly a surprise to me that he also… I love him, we went through
a lot and if we get married after college then he’s taking my last name,” Izuku
explained this quietly, being very aware of his volume in a public place.
“Shoto Midoriya… Izuku Todoroki… Shoto and Izuku Midoriya, yeah that sounds
okay either way, it’s acceptable,” Tenya said, rubbing his chin and nodding.
Izuku got shit from the two of them about the engagement until they had paid
their bill and left. Leaving the diner, Izuku started up his used car he had
bought for a good deal a month ago. He checked his phone quickly, looking over
a few texts his mom had sent him about diner and one from an unknown number.
 
[???]: Hiking park, I will see you there.
 
Izuku had a feeling that he knew who it was.
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The hiking park was coated with snow, untouched except for a few animal foot
prints. Izuku pulled into the parking lot and saw a much nicer car parked there
as well. A little cautiously, he looked around and saw the drivers side of the
nice car open, so he got out to see who it was. He spotted the familiar twitch
of a pair of lips and Izuku was running over the snowy parking lot to him.
Izuku launched himself at Shoto and Shoto opened his arms, they spun around a
little off balance and crashed into a small heap of snow with a puff of the
powdery snow crystals dusting up around them. They laughed and Izuku clamoured
to Shot to kiss him, feeling his fiance return the kiss vigorously. When he
pulled back, Izuku traced his fingers over Shoto’s face, smiling brightly at
him.
“I thought you couldn’t make it?” Izuku says, brushing Shotos hair to the side,
it was all back to the way it had been before, half red, half white, but wholly
Shoto.
Shoto shifted to prop himself up on the snow, “ taking a court break for the
holidays, we’re finishing on my birthday, plus.” He grabbed Izuku’s left hand
and made a point to kiss the knuckle of his ring finger, “I wanted to see my
fiance.”
Izuku got flustered too quickly for his own liking, his face lit up red as he
looked Shoto in the eyes. He loved this man so much, his own hand wearing the
engagement ring on it, it felt like yesterday they were just teenagers smoking
weed and going to college kid parties with their friends and being really dumb.
Time flew by so quickly after Izuku came back to this town, his mom dropped all
possible charges and Tenya’s family scolded Izuku harshly, but they sided with
him, choosing to believe his fake made up story. There was still aftermath to
deal with and Shoto was taking care of most of it on his side with his mother.
Izuku still remembered how Ochaco assaulted him again, without a pipe this
time, and they both blubbered and cried about being worried. He was able to
explain and apologized vigorously to her and Tenya, who willingly accepted the
secrecy of keeping what really happened between him and Izuku. Tenya was moreso
glad that Izuku was safe and so was Ochaco, although she still gave him shit
for it.
“It’s been almost over a year since we started dating, I can’t believe I have
someone like you in my life,” Izuku said, cupping Shoto’s face.
“I can’t believe we lied to the police and ran away from home… You really did
not have to stick with me like that Izuku, I would not of blamed you if you
dumped me,” Shoto says, wrapping his arms around Izuku’s waist. Izuku shook his
head and pressed his forehead down to Shoto’s.
       “Would not want to even if I did, I love you too much Shoto..”
With a few kisses being exchanged in the snow,  Izuku and Shoto found their way
through the hiking park and back on the trail. The same trail that has been
there, always leading them somewhere and almost anywhere in this town they
called home, full of good and not so great people. So many different things
conspired here, but the one thing they will remember is how their lifes had met
as they walked down that path together.               
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